August 18, 2008

The Strange and Icky World of Bugs

Yes, I'm still not blogging. As evidenced by this awful post.

But there was this gigantic derned moth banging its head against my window and those things (moths, not windows) just freak me out. I hate just about any of your large, airborne insects, because they don't have anything on their minds except procreating and flying into your mouth, or both. And moths try to cover by acting like fuzzy butterflies, but that's just as bad, because even butterflies freak me out, but at least they're slow enough to run away from, and they rarely get into the house, and bang their stupid heads against the window trying to get out. And don't even get me started on the giant palmetto cockroach bugs around here.

Anyway, the stupid huge moth was buzzering against the window when all of a sudden, it came down with a bad case of spider web. And so now I get to watch nature in all of her icky grotesque majesty as a giant flying insect does battle with a terrifying tiny spider that's probably a black widow or brown recluse (were I of a sufficiently fearless makeup to determine). About the only thing worse than giant flying insects are tiny creeping merchants of venom who spend their whole day trying to figure out how to build a nest in your ear. At night.

So, the moth gets further and further tangled up, and the spider waits for just the right time to tiptoes over the web to look at what she's caught, and she's as surprised as I am about how this big honking moth got caught, so she deedles around a bit and then runs back to the edge and licks her chops, and the moth just keeps on flopping around uselessly. Then it falls onto the top of the lower window sash, exhausted.

As this plays out, I have to kinda figure out who to root for. I mean, I don't like big flying bugs, but dying by spider bite is a heck of a bad way to go. Then again, I hate big flying bugs, and spiders gotta eat, right? And spiders are very industrious, even if they use their webs to entrap you and make you scream like a little girl. In the end, I figure I'll just let nature take its own solitary, poor, nasty, brutish, and short course.

I'm just that way, y'know.

So Mothra plays dead for a bit, and the spider gets almost to its underside, creeping along the threads of the web. You can see her playing out a few more strands to tangle up the legs of the moth some more, and then the moth starts wiggling madly again, and this time manages to actually break free of the web.

You could tell the spider was disappointed, but the moth was quite pleased with itself. It just better be glad it fell behind the books on my window sill and I'm lazy (and frightened), otherwise I'd get up and squash it.

As for the weekend past, it was okay. Grocery shopping, laundry, and I took Miss Reba a bunch of roses at work on Friday, because we had been married for 17 years on Saturday. I like her a whole lot, you know.

So that's about all there is to that.

Posted by Terry Oglesby at August 18, 2008 01:18 PM

Well good on ya for taking flowers to the Missus and 17 exciting years. As for the National Geographic lesson, I'm pleased to hear you avoided being bitten or wrapped in the noggin by mothra.

Posted by: Nate at August 19, 2008 10:13 PM


Posted by: Nate at August 19, 2008 10:14 PM

Thank you, Nate. It was touch and go there for a while, but I managed to survive.

Posted by: Terry Oglesby at August 20, 2008 07:23 AM

I didn't know moths could rap. Do they wear bling too?

Posted by: skinnydan at August 20, 2008 07:46 AM

Doesn't everyone nowadays?

Posted by: Terry Oglesby at August 20, 2008 07:47 AM

Nice spam, dude. Is there moth p0rn in there somewhere?

Posted by: skinnydan at August 21, 2008 07:36 AM


Dang it all--this is what happens when you give up blogging. You forget to check and make sure the p0rnographical web bots haven't made an embarrassing deposit in your comments. Apparently they found away around the spam blocker that keeps normal people from being able to leave comments, AND found a way to defeat the auto-notify feature that lets me know someone commented.

As for any heteroceraphilic links, I didn't see any, but I guarantee you if there's an itch like that, there's SOMEone on the Web there to scratch it. As the Tick might say to his side-kick Arthur, "SPOON!!"

Posted by: Terry Oglesby at August 21, 2008 08:11 AM

How long did it take you to look up and adjectivize heteroceraphilic?

Are there homocephalic links as well? Not that there's anything wrong with that.

Posted by: skinnydan at August 21, 2008 03:38 PM

How long did it take you to look up and adjectivize heteroceraphilic?

Are there homoceraphilic links as well? Not that there's anything wrong with that.

Posted by: skinnydan at August 21, 2008 03:39 PM

Whoops - double posted, and misspelled the first time.

It's been a long day

Posted by: skinnydan at August 21, 2008 03:40 PM

Look it up?

Doesn't everyone kinda already know that word?

Posted by: Terry Oglesby at August 21, 2008 03:54 PM

Oh my! What's up with Terry's comments?

Posted by: BillW at August 22, 2008 07:36 PM

Oh, stupid spam p0rnbots again. I hope the people who make money off this garbage get an awful rash or something.

Posted by: Terry Oglesby at August 24, 2008 07:28 PM

Hmmph. I bet there's p0rn for that too.

Dang kids and their newfangly internets.

Posted by: skinnydan at August 27, 2008 07:50 PM

Annnd, wouldn't you know it--another load of objectionable things posted today. Stupid internets. I blame global warming.

Posted by: Terry Oglesby at August 28, 2008 11:45 AM