{"id":161,"date":"2007-04-01T19:31:10","date_gmt":"2007-04-02T01:31:10","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/chappells.us\/blog\/?p=161"},"modified":"2007-11-02T21:54:21","modified_gmt":"2007-11-03T03:54:21","slug":"and-then-termites","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/chappells.us\/blog\/and-then-termites\/","title":{"rendered":"&#8230;and then termites"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Having finally beat back the invading ants, we were looking forward to a peaceful Sunday. Got up, had a relaxed breakfast, some coffee, read the paper, watch the talking heads on &#8220;This Week&#8221; with George Ste&#8230; whatever. I hadn&#8217;t noticed Becky had got out of her chair, as I was dozing, until I heard the screeching from the bathroom. So I rushed to the door and the floor&#8217;s covered with things about the size of ants but long straight-back wings, Becky standing in the middle of them, stomping like mad, and screeching. I joined the &#8220;dance&#8221; but realized I needed a bathroom myself, and went back to the &#8220;master&#8221; bathroom and there they were all over the floor, walls, shower. So I commenced to dancing some more, partly to stomp bugs and partly &#8217;cause I needed to pee. I wasn&#8217;t making much headway just stomping; didn&#8217;t help with the critters on the walls. So I ran out to my desk and grabbed my latest Playboy, noticing as I ran through the kitchen they&#8217;re all over the floor in there, too.<\/p>\n<p>Well, at this point, the screeching has mostly stopped and I have various scenarios playing through my head, none of which involved spending the day inside the house. Nevertheless, I proceeded to make good, though unusual, use of Playboy. We finally got enough of them squashed that Becky felt like trying a dash through the shower, so I joined her and we got cleaned up and dressed.<\/p>\n<p>Becky&#8217;s figuring to bug-bomb the place, and I&#8217;m wondering how the hell I&#8217;m going to get a brief done that I was planning to spend the day working on.\u00c2  By this point, though, most of the bugs are dead ones and I&#8217;m thinking it looks like time for a vacuum cleaner. Instead, I hit the computer and did some searching on pests hoping to find a picture that would show me these were not termites. I quickly found a good authority and my hopes were promptly dashed, for the most part. The good news was there ain&#8217;t much use trying to bug-bomb the damn things. For the short term, the only thing worthwhile, according to this authority, was (and here I thought myself a genius of some sort) vacuuming.<\/p>\n<p>While I did some additional searching for pest control candidates to call tomorrow, Becky cleaned up with the vacuum.\u00c2  At that point, it&#8217;s almost mid-afternoon and a decision is made to go out for burgers. If the place was swarming again on return, it would be bug-bombed. If not, we just hold the fort and call reinforcements tomorrow.<\/p>\n<p>When we got back, there were a few stragglers, but not enough to let loose the bombs. So, I got to do a little work on the brief, and Becky did some other cleaning stuff. Normal people, of course, were outside mowing their lawns, washing their cars, etc., as it was just a perfectly gorgious day, outside.<\/p>\n<p>We&#8217;d rate today: :yuck:<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Having finally beat back the invading ants, we were looking forward to a peaceful Sunday. 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