Friday, September 14, 2007

A moment to reflect....

He grew up in a 6 oz dixie cup, but he was destined for bigger, greater things. I found him toiling away in a pet store and saw the spark in him. I picked him up, bought a new 2 gallon tank and took him home. He moved into his new 'deluxe apartment in the sky-i-i'. He had moved on up to the South East side. It was at this point that he, George Jefferson the fish, started to have better luck. He was shades of blue and red and when he swam his fins puffed out and he owned the bowl. He was a bad mamba jamba and people stood up and took notice when he was nearby. He occasionally contributed as a guest blogger on this very blog. Due to some non-believers, his contributions became more behind the scenes as time went on. He was my idea man and the two of us came up with some fantastic material. In fact he was the one who came up with the incredibly successful Repetitive Tasks Awards! His presence will be sorely missed and I only hope to continue blogging at the level he brought to this dive. He gulped his last bit of oxygen giving water late last night. He will be honored in an extravagant flushing ceremonty tonight. I just ask that where ever you are and what ever you are doing, you pour a little out for my little dead homie.

His name was George Jefferson. He was my fish.

His name was George Jefferson.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Sorry to hear about George. dewilliams

Michael Williams said...

Thanks! I appreciate the sentiment, I am sure he is swimming in a big pond somewhere happily fighting with other bettas. If you want another slightly used tank.....

I am not sure I will be getting a fish anytime in the near future.