Tanked It

A slowish day of this and that, odds and sods, bits and bobs. Made a loaf, switched on the oven, a wee pffft, a dead oven. Didn’t affect the bread any, baked it in the micro/combo instead and actually it’s maybe got a better crust than usual. That’d be a positive if it wasn’t for the dead oven.
Decided against another tenpin practice and watched a couple of bowling lessons on YouTube instead, a lot less effort, before catching a couple of early episodes of Preacher. I might be hooked.
Then on with a much postponed tank cleanup and a search for the missing swordtails - three had gone awol recently - but couldn’t find hide nor tail of them. Maybe that should be skin or scale? Anyway, I think the catfish has been having midnight corpse feasts. Used to have shrimps that would drag away any of their deceased tank compadres to their secluded dining cave but the catfish possibly developed a taste for shrimp and their numbers slowly dwindled to nil.