Exhausted!

I think I need to start getting some new stuff in my little tank at work. Right now, all I have are a few corals, some snails, and the emerald crab that I have dubbed "Crabby McCrab." Because he's a little bastard. Seriously, every time I stick my hand in there to move something, he rushes over and tries to grab my fingers. My coworker is convinced that he has committed homicide on the two fish that I had in there (I had one that disappeared entirely over the weekend).

For now though, I need to concentrate on planning the move for the tank at home, and making plans for the new biggie tank. The little tank can wait.

Not much else substantive to write, except to link to this hilarious clip from ebaumsworld. It's from an episode of "Maury," where they do those paternity tests, to find out if some guy is really the father of the child borne by his girlfriend/wife who is such a slut that even SHE doesn't know. The hilarity of this one is that it's a caucasian couple, and the girlfriend cheated with an African-American guy, and this baby is CLEARLY mixed. And yet the guy somehow thought this was his kid for 16 months. Clip is here.

Have a good weekend, all.