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Ok, so some bright soul keeps trying to spam the comments section of Web Development Part 1 - a quick change to my htaccess file ought to fix his little red wagon.

I am apparently precognitive. I saw a death before it happened, although too late to do anything about it.

Last night I had a dream – the usual crazy sort I had – but one element of the dream was that one of my goldfish was dead. It was lying in a stream, on its side, unmoving. I remember very little from the dream, but I remember that very clearly. So clearly, in fact, I got up this morning and checked the tank.

The shiny gold and red & white goldfish were swimming around, but the shiny orange one - the one I saw in my dream - lay still and unmoving in the leaves of the Amazon sword plant. I got the net, and tried nudging him, in case he wasn’t quite dead, but he had already gone stiff.

I fished him out and tossed him in the trash. I’m sorry, little buddy. I paid 12 cents for you, and were a much better pet than many fish who were far more exotic and far more expensive. Most fish hide, or swim to the surface when people approach, but you’d swim over to where people were and just be social.