It’s been a while since I’ve posted about the little critters who insist on sharing my space, but don’t be mistaken into thinking that I’ve missed out on clearing away their exquisite, not-little-enough corpses or on hearing the John Cage-like clicking of their exoskeletons all this time. Not at all. Never mind that the [...]
Archive for the ‘vermin’ Category
12 Jul
I heard a fly buzz when…
First, I extend my sincerest apologies to Emily Dickinson. This post does not combine the mundane with the profound or anything like that, nor can you sing it to the tune of Gilligan’s Island.
So I’m chugging through my chapter, and what grazes my ear but the buzzing of a housefly? I used not to mind, [...]
9 Jul
Buzz! (and my A/C boycott)
What the hell is that noise?
Every now and then I hear a twitchy kind of buzzing sound, obscured by the ticking of my little Armenian clock, the noises from the upstairs (where new people moved in this weekend), and the whirr of other people’s air conditioners. I hope to God it’s not vermin. We get [...]
22 Jun
Gregor Samsa lay dying on my living room floor.
Or so he did yesterday. I left for the office as dawn spread her rosy fingertips across the sky, so it was light enough that I could see decently well. What did I see lying sprawled in the middle of the room but a three-inch-long cockroach? I had a meeting to get to, so I [...]
