The cicada event is beginning to wind down, and the ground at work is littered with their little dead carcasses. As I was crunching my way towards my truck this afternoon, it occurred to me that since cicada life is geared entirely towards sex, then it follows that the ones who die first were probably the most successful in getting laid early in the cycle. So I was stomping on little cicada versions of those jerks in high school who never had a problem scoring with the ladies.
I hated those guys, and I really, really enjoyed that walk.
Posted by Ted at May 28, 2004 12:41 PM | TrackBackHey, I was one of those guys...
Posted by: Paul at May 28, 2004 12:56 PMI hate cicadas.
I need to go outside to run some errands but I am afraid that one will land on me.
Paul, you grew out of it to become the cynical and bitter guy I know and love today.
Blogeline, don't even sweat the bugs. They are slow and clumsy as hell. Too silly and pitiful to be frightening.
Posted by: Ted at May 28, 2004 04:43 PMWas up in DC today, got a picture of one you missed.