Kill Bill, Vol. 2

We went to go see Kill Bill Vol. 2 on Friday night. Initially, it was just going to be me and my brothers, Kenny and Leslie, because Marc hated the first part and didn't want to go. But at the last minute he changed his mind, apparently to earn Husband Brownie Points.

The movie was awesome. I can't remember the last time I was so thrilled by a movie. I liked it better than Vol. 1 (the two movies were actually originally one film, but because of length it was chopped into two halves), even though I really enjoyed that one as well. Marc actually enjoyed this one, mostly because I think it was a lot more character and plot driven than Vol. 1, and I don't think he's as much into the geeky fun of samurai swords and the like. This one has a lot less of the cartoonish violence that was in Vol. 1, so if you avoided the first one for that reason, I'd say to check out Vol. 2. You don't even need to have seen Vol. 1 to follow Vol. 2.

Can't wait to see it again!

Bugs, Ugly Bugs

After we got back from the movie, I was looking at our aquarium and watching the little critters scooting around on the sand. The lights were off, so all the little bugs were out and about. So in one corner of the tank, I notice these two "bugs" sitting in the sand. They looked like pill bugs, you know, those rolly-polly things that you find in the dirt that ball up when you touch them, except these were clear. And they had two BIG, nasty looking, black eyes on their heads. I remembered something I had read online about these being bad guys. They kind of look like this picture, although I haven't yet made a positive ID:

Gross, isn't it? So, armed with a turkey baster, I stuck my arm into the tank to try to suck them up. They turned out to be faster than I expected, and one got away, while the other one I managed to suck up, but it floated out of my baster as I was pulling it out of the water. Tricky little buggers.

I went and read up more about them, and found out that there are a number of different species, some that are harmless, and some that are predatory. The predatory ones will latch onto fish, suck their blood, and go through fins, body, the whole thing until the fish is gone. With our luck, I'm sure we have the bad guys.

I finally did manage to get one of them, and flushed it down the sink, but I have no idea how many more may be in there. They're only a few millimeters long, so they're not easy to spot. Our fish were supposed to be going back in already, but with these guys in there, I'm hesitant to stick them back in. On the other hand, if they latch onto a fish and I can catch it soon enough, it would make it easier to catch the bugs. Unfortunately, catching either the flame angel or the tang is nigh impossible, and I'd hate to put little Nemo 2 through that.

Rest of the Weekend

We didn't accomplish too much else for the rest of the weekend - Deepali came over Saturday night and we rented Something's Gotta Give, which was pretty funny. We were going to give Bandit a bath, since he still had some poop crusted on his butt from the diarrhea extravaganza, but we never got around to it. Which we ended up paying for, as on Sunday afternoon, while I was studying for my upcoming final, I heard Marc yell from upstairs, "BONNIE! COME LOOK!"

So I go upstairs, and Marc is in our bedroom pointing at our bed. I look and see on our white comforter, pieces of dog hair and brown smears. Good 'ol Bandit had decided to clean himself on our bed. Probably as payback for not giving him a bath sooner.

We also went to Connie's to pick up some more water to do another water change for the aquarium. While we were there, this little kid was following her mom around the store, all the while yelling, "NEMO! NEMO!" One of the employees walked behind us, and I heard her mutter, "Nemo doesn't have ears. Nemo is deaf, and so is everyone else in the store." It had me cracking up.