Similar to my set up, CC. In the bottom section I have a custom made tank, slightly narrower but a tad taller. I needed a bit of extra height when I first got it, then I moved about 5 years ago and that plan needed to change. It's made it a bugger for routine maintenance though. Not much clearance.Originally Posted by Classic-Chassis
Just done a major job (replacing air lines and so on) on all three.
At the back of this rather crap photo as you go through to the far end next to the kitchen entrance. .Twin tanks in the hallway on the left hand side of the pic.
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This is George III - ugly evil bastard he is. Like me.
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The dreaded Saturday morning job! And yes - I have three filters working on that tank 24/7. (2 x under gravel and then that top filter with power jet). Until I start flushing and poking about (!) it is 100% crystal clear and when lit, very nice.
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Never mind the home-made hummous (fucking delicious by the way) you get the idea.
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Damn right, Chang. If you look at my photo above you'll see the female of the species in the same tank. What you can't see is the glass screen separating them: they have strange mating habits. They like to look at each other a bit and try to kill each other. Once they get excited enough she'll lay her eggs on a rock. Then I remove her and take away the glass screen. George then comes over to the rock, has a sniff, and then shoots his load.
That's a super simplified version of the process. I have nursery tanks (if any breeders are wondering)
Big George will bite you if he gets a chance, so pissing around in his territory risks a nasty nip.
I used to keep pirhanas and believe me, they were much more docile than ol' flowerhead.
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I've had lots of these in all colors. I like how they devour feeder fish. Oscars are also in the cichlid family.
Nice set up there Anna. Do you sell the young? I breed several sp. along with cherry shrimp & assasin snails. I sell some online and the rest to the local fish shop to support my habit.
Chang... I've never seen that one sold as "plaakapong", though I don't doubt you have. IME it's usually baramundi.
Here's one of the sp I breed. Betta albimariginata from Borneo. They're mouth brooders. The female lays her eggs & the male fertilizes as usual. Then the lady gently picks them up and passes them to the male(see vid) where he holds them for 14-17 days until the young have hatched and are big enough to survive. He doesn't eat for that time and the female is usually ready to go again by the time he's finished with that batch so it's necessary to either separate them or have more than one male in the tank to take the next shift!
Albibreeding001.avi - YouTube
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On the quiet - via my maid - I will with ones with good markings. Bigsky and Jonny know this, but you see the markings on George? They look a bit like Chinese characters, right? Now, if you have markings that spell something auspicious then they fetch quite a price.
There's a club down here. They take it ever so seriously. There are national competitions, Foo-Foo is involved and enters 'his' own fish. They always win.
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Yes, that's a side of it that I tend to not demonstrate to visitors. I have an outside pond with a few carp and millions (okay, quite a lot) of feeders. I'm the Grim Reaper with a net on a stick...
Die bitches!!!!
I kept oscars as a kid. They'd gulp down 3 or 4 small gold fish to where they couldn't close their mouth. You could see the little buggers in there alive just waiting to be digested. Young boys love that shit!
Friend of mine, he shoots gekkos with a BB pistol. His fish love 'em. I'm not such a good shot so it's frozen bloodworms for my guys.
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Still on topic - but has anyone here gone over to salt water?
I really, really want to. I've scoped it out, I have a friend with a fantastic saltwater set-up and I must admit I was a little envious (in a good way!)
So, I'm watching his progress with interest. It seems that he does far less routine maintenance than he did before. Some of the kit is a little pricey, but not prohibitively so. The one thing that has always put me off a little bit is the Wizard of Oz aspect: I mean all the hidden stuff like protein skimmers. It always looks a bit, well, messy, but that's just me.
What I'm saying (!) is that's what I want to do. Far fewer fish per gallon of course, but by gum, they are seriously interesting aquariums.
I like that too. In fact just one big guy does it for me. I doubt they get lonely.
...speaking of crap, what's all that stuff on the sofa? and what is that hanging limply on the wall behind it? If you're showing off your fish tanks, might as well present them in the best light possible..on the other hand, I've never seen a trailer with interior stairs...
...majestically enthroned amid the vulgar herd...
I'm just a slob, TC.
The crap on the chairs is (checks) oh, cushion covers for the living room sofa, probably ripped off the washing line...and a plastic bag.
It's my hallway,TC; everything gets dumped there as soon as I get in.
I was wondering about those.
Are they ties?
Very nice.
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And I thought I'd explained.
Damn nice digs Anna.
And here i was thinking you were living in a second floor bed/sit with a hotplate and toaster oven.
Been there, done that. Not the worst of times if I'm honest, when I was eighteen...
In Thailand I have lived in a waking nightmare of a place and so I caution anybody against those job offers that say 'teacher accommodation provided'.
It's a bit late now and I should be shuffling off to bed soon, but I keep meaning to write about the absolute fucking depression that sets in when you live 'on site'. I will one day. In my case it was expedient at first. Then it turned into a sort of blackmail; if I moved off the campus then somehow I was disrespecting the director who had gone to so much trouble to make foreigners comfortable. That implicit threat.
Imagine waking up in a room with windows (those slatted types that crank open) that open out into a corridor where people are shuffling about in their cheesy pissy nightwear. The other window that looks outside you keep closed against the fetid stench of a septic tank and the armies of insects.
You piss somebody off in the house, the Thai kapo housekeeper usually - and it becomes an agenda item at the next staff meeting. You aren't named - everybody is reminded, but it's you they're talking about.
Example: People (you) have been closing the fridge door using their feet. This is not the Thai way.
There's a whiteboard in the communal area. As you bimble out at six in the morning looking for a coffee there's a scrawled note about something to do with the working day. Example: "All colleagues are reminded that yellow shirts are to be worn on Mondays." Underneath "Has anybody accidentally picked up my black socks - I am missing a pair. Thanx! John, Room 6"
The TV room means that you have to sit through whatever shit someone who got there before you is watching. And the cunt isn't even watching it.
Like halls, there are notes attached to food items in the fridge and permanent marker hashes march down the sides of milk bottles.
There's a fucking crucifix on the wall.
You aren't allowed visitors without making a prior application in writing.
So, when I get in to my own space these days, chaps, I will hang my fucking ties where I like.
A house is a machine for living.
Last edited by Anna Key; 4th September 2012 at 00:11.
The place looks lived in.
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