May 14, 2004

I Always Feel Like Somebody's Watching Me

Look! Michael Jackson's had even MORE disfiguring surgery!
Mr. Botulism J. Primes wishes you all a very safe and happy weekend.

I realize this photo is that last thing many of you Midwesterners want to see. Sure, he's not exactly a cicada, but this beautiful little grasshopper was quite the undemanding model a couple of weeks ago. How could I not give him a little blog time? He's deserving of so much more, too.

If you've already had your fill of creepy crawly, hoppy, flying things - avoid this part of the gallery completely.

May your 17 Year Cicada/Locust/Flying-Buzzing Thing come to a swift end!

And now, I officially begin my weekend.

Posted by DaGoddess at May 14, 2004 01:38 PM
Comments

I love cicadas. I used to stick the empty skins all over my clothes to freak out my mother. Great fun.

Posted by: QC at May 14, 2004 06:47 PM

*shudder* gyah.. bug. Great photo though!

Posted by: Ren at May 15, 2004 03:52 AM

I used to stick their dried out skins on my clothes, too, when I lived in Louisiana! It's just a fun pasttime for me since I don't see any up here in NYC. Ah, the memories!

Posted by: yayaempress at May 15, 2004 08:21 AM

What big eyes you have! The better to see you with! :-)

Posted by: Dr. D. at May 15, 2004 09:27 AM

This is really starting to get to me. I used to get your pictures then one day they wouldn't come up anymore. I run Windows 98, and have asked several puter friends and as yet nobody can figure it out. Your the only blog I have trouble with. Grrrr!

Posted by: BeeBee at May 15, 2004 09:31 AM

I do get one picture, and those are your bazonkers, I'm pretty sure they're yours or else why would you post them.:) I have a set myself,LOL, what I want to see is what you blog about again. So if anyone can tell me why I get Da Goddess's bazonkers and not her blog pictures please let me know.

Posted by: BeeBee at May 15, 2004 09:37 AM

We used to take the empty shells of cicadas (only we called them locusts, and we had different kinds every year) and dress them up. I would cut up fabric and glue it to their little shell bodies.
I was a strange child.

Posted by: Beth Donovan at May 16, 2004 06:29 AM

I got pictures, Yeah!

Oh wait, eww, ugly creepy bugs. I think I will avoid that part of your gallery.

Can't wait to see the rest. Yeah! Pictures!

Posted by: BeeBee at May 16, 2004 06:34 AM

locusts, i used to collect the shells in a coffee can back in oklahoma. actually caught a live one still in the shell once. let him climb up a tree, then watched him for hours as he came out, spread his wings to let them dry, then flew away. i was uber cool to my friends for a day

Posted by: mlah at May 16, 2004 07:57 AM

I can report no Cicadas sighted yet in Richmond VA-Atlanta GA corridor. Are you drawing subtle comparisons to visiting company and locusts? This would be a update in the epistimological study of the phenomenon from the "dead fish" parable...

Posted by: rankin' rob at May 16, 2004 08:07 AM

Campy chatty. Way serious. Campy chatty. Way serious. Hmmm. I notice you get way more interest in your campy chatty. Aaahaha! Botulism grashoppers. Gross! Flying-buzzing, way cool, babe!

Posted by: Denny at May 17, 2004 09:10 PM

they used to roll through phoenix every summer when i lived there. the first year i was there they were really bad. They drove me insane, with the noise... the. constant. neverending. haranguing. noise. The crunching of the little bodies underfoot. The falling on your head of little bodies from roofbeams.

nightmares, but fascinating ones.

Posted by: pril at May 22, 2004 08:40 PM