This weekend was, as usual, pretty uneventful. And mostly filled with doing fish stuff.
Marc and I rented Eulogy and Alien vs. Predator (the latter for myself) Friday night. Eulogy was quirky, but pretty funny. Not bad for a rental.
Saturday morning Marc and I visited a couple fish stores. I'm still looking for a black ocellaris clownfish to pair up with Nemo 3. I think we're going to have to rename Nemo 3 when we do find a mate, since Nemo 3 will be the female in the pair (maybe we'll name it Coral).
Then I took Bandit herding. Jan showed me how to use my new herding whistle, and I figured it out! Now I just need to practice getting all the different whistles down and consistent. I forgot to mention last week that I got totally knocked down on my ass while herding. Bandit was moving this massive flock of sheep to me, and he came in way too hard, and I ended up getting squeezed between two sheep. They actually lifted me of my feet, and I tried to hold onto them, but I ended up just getting dragged down. I was lucky there weren't any sheep behind me, cause I think I would've gotten trampled. Marc wasn't looking, and he was bummed that he missed the whole thing.
Anyways, this week I didn't fall, and Bandit did pretty nicely. It's so much fun to do this with him, because he just loves working the sheep. It's such a difference from when we first started.
That afternoon I went to another fish store and picked up a cleaner wrasse fish. It's really a no-no in the reef hobby to buy these fish because they usually don't live long, but I'm getting desperate with the ich problem our tang is having. I bought the biggest one they had (for $7.99), and it turned out to be huge. It's bigger than even our tang.
The good thing is, it seems to be eating the food I'm feeding the other fish, so hopefully it'll survive. It also spends a fair amount of time picking stuff off the tang. So now our tang makes pit stops at the cleaner shrimp and the cleaner wrasse for cleanings. I think she's a bit confused though, because it looked like she was making pit stops in front of the clown and his anemone, expecting a cleaning. Finding Nemo wasn't too far off with their depiction of Dory.
In the evening we had a Chinese New Year's dinner with my family (my dad gave Marc and I red envelopes with $100 each, which was really cool). Afterwards, we hung out with Henry and my brothers and watched Cellular, which was really, really bad. And inadvertently very funny. But terrible.
On Sunday Marc and I slept in really late, and also picked up some coral frags from a guy who was selling them through craigslist. Coral frags are small pieces that people cut off their corals to sell. It's cheaper to buy them this way (a large piece can cost nearly $100 otherwise). Then you just let them grow in your tank. It's also more ecologically sound, since people are getting corals from other people, and not from the wild.
I watched Alien vs. Predator that afternoon, which wasn't as bad as I thought it might be. Although the parts where the girl is running alongside the Predator were kinda cheesy. Actually, a lot of it was cheesy.
Marc and I are going out for sushi tonight for Valentine's Day. I'm very excited!

The world of salt-water aquariums seems to provide some cool curse-word-replacements. "Tang!" "Fraggit!" I could see a whole new subculture building...