posted on Aug, 19 2016 @ 12:52 PM
a reply to: BASSPLYR
Yes, Little Shop of Horrors. Scenes from that movie are forever popping into my mind when least expected.
I don't know about all clownfish, but I had one once. It was during my ultra Catholic days and we named each fish after one of the apostles. The
clownfish was Peter because he was such a true clown, and I always thought of Peter as a clown. I especially liked the story line where he was in the
boat and saw Jesus on the shore and so he jumped into the water...and it says that the rest of them arrived by boat....Impulsiveness personified.
Since salt water fish need to be fed live bait, and I'm too squeamish for that, this was my husband's job, and it was irritating to wait for them all
to eat, but Peter! Oh my! He would approach the little unsuspecting worm as if he were a cat. He would look at it, back a way a bit, wiggle his tail
and then pounce on it! He also had a weird fetish for rocks. When he was hungry, he would pick one up in his mouth and tap on the glass with it! And
then there was this very large rock in the middle of the aquarium, and every once in a while, Peter would grab on to the side of it with his mouth and
just wiggle away wildly as if he were trying to move it.
But what I think I admired most was watching him approach the anemone. I think the understanding of how all that works is different now, but back in
my day, as someone once said, "When daddy was a baby and Jesus was a little boy"...the understanding was that like all fish, clownfish get a bit of a
shock when they swim too close to an anemone, but sort of like me, they don't always learn by their mistakes, and so they just keep repeating it, over
and over and over and...you get the picture...and in the process, they build up a resistance to the poison, so that soon they can not only enter at
will, but also find out that this is a very cleaver place to hide and play. And this was how I felt about ATS. Thus the name.
So, anyway...good day to you.