Well, it looked pretty gross for a while, but Lisa the gigantic goldfish appears to have made a full recovery from the ick. When I returned from work on day one to find assorted chunks of whitish schlaar* floating around the tank, I figured she was done for. But, thanks to Dr. Shoop's Amazing Ick Cure**, she's fully recovered! Thanks, Dr. Shoop!
*schlaar, noun. rhyming etymology, from phrase "bar schlaar" used to describe the beer, dirt, cigarette ash and god-knows-what else that coats the floor of a typical college bar in a typical college town, especially after midnight.
**Not the actual vendor , nor the actual name of the product. Dr. Shoop was a seller of patent medicines based out of Racine. A beautiful building bearing his name still exists at the North end of Wisconsin Ave. downtown. And of course, he is also memorialized in the Shoop Shoop Song***.
*** Ok, the "Shoop Shoop Song" has nothing to do with Dr. Shoop. But I'm sure if he was alive today, there'd be a lawsuit over the song. After all, imagine if someone tried to produce the "Coke Coke Song"!
***Don't worry, there aren't any more footnotes to read.
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