The Big Gross Bug on my Bed

I have a thing about bugs. I can not pick them up. I can manage to let a ladybug crawl on my sleeve, just for the short time it takes me to open the front door and throw her out.

But, I shudder at having a bug on my bed. Especially the one that was there this morning. Tis the season for bugs again. I’ve killed two dozy flies. Today I used the hand vacuum to suck up three of those big, ugly bugs which have long legs and wings. Why do they need wings on top of how creepy and big they already are? My skin is crawling and now that I have just killed a third, I am looking over my shoulder for more. Ick!

I know I could roll over and crush them, any bug that had the absolute gall to be in my bed. But, there is the whole idea of having bug guts on me. That may be the only thing worse than the actual bug, pre-squished version.

I have not even disposed of the bodies yet. They are still in the suckage part of the hand vacuum, I left it in the bathroom. I let it run a bit, just making sure they had time to become disabled and unable to escape by crawling out the hose.

I was planning to drive down to see my brother tomorrow. Maybe I’ll just get ready early and sleep in the car tonight – bug free.

Ladies Against Feminism

Some people have taken feminism to be anti-women or militant. Just because some people have been up in arms, doesn’t mean feminism is a bad word.

I consider myself a feminist, because I am a women. I think sites like this are mislead or just trying to be exclusive and show how much better they are than the rabble.

I don’t know, but it does look a bit silly to be anti feminism and yet for women. To me feminism and womenhood are the same thing.

Think about it ladies.

Not the Standard Personality Quiz Site

Personality Quiz Site

This one is more in depth, or something. You don’t click buttons and get an answer spit out at the end. Lots of them to choose from.

Art and Car Wreckage

I first found out about art cars years ago from some site or other. Then I went and found several sites and pictures of very assorted art cars. Tonight I found a link to Cars in Barns. You just know I can’t resist a site about abandoned wreckage. I’m already planning my next adventure into derelict buildings. This time I will go inside, all those little creatures can just bite me. Well, they can try. I will bring something to scare them away. I hope.

Anyway, here are some car art examples from Burning Man.

How would you decorate your car? Assuming it didn’t have to be entirely road worthy, and you didn’t need to worry about picking up a truck load of children from soccer, etc. I’d make mine into a ladybug (vibrant red) with a garden on top. Think massive wooden violets, sweet william, tulips and so on, surrounded by a white picket fence. Maybe even a bird or some other creature sitting on my fence. I think I’d like a blue jay, not just any wussy bird.

Ladybug Suckage

It is the time of ladybugs, or ladybirds for some. Every window and glass pane in a door had at least two ladybugs walking or snoozing around. I don’t mind them, I could even leave them all Winter. But, they leave a mess, coloured spots which are difficult to clean off your doors, windows and window frames. (I will let you guess what the orange spots are).

So, this afternoon, when I should have been writing, I got out the little portable vacuum and I sucked up every last ladybug I could find. I sucked half a dozen from one of the bigger windows by the plant jungle. Some of those ladybugs were kind of stubborn. I had to wiggle the mouth of the vacuum around and knock them loose. Finally, I had them all contained. I could see them inside the canister of the vacuum. Some were looking for new nooks and crannies to hide in. Some were undoubtedly looking for the exit and some were just shocked and amazed that I had done such a thing. No doubt they expected me to ignore them as I did last year.

Next, I took the portable vacuum outside and knocked all the ladybugs out of it. Some flew away as soon as I took off the lid. Some were stubborn, there was only one fatality however. Not a tragedy, just more garden compost.

The surprising thing was the stubbornest ladybug of all. I didn’t even know she was there. After I came back in the house, reassembled the vacuum, went upstairs to put it away and then came back down to cook lunch and then began eating several minutes later – that last stubborn ladybug flew off my pant leg, back up to the nearest window!