Roaches are horrible icky bugs. I saw enough of them in my supermarket days to last me a lifetime. They come in on the produce trucks in the fruit. So do spiders. There is a chart on the wall about the poisonous spiders and what they like fruitwise and what to do with them if you find one. Oddly my response of run screaming is not on the list.
The insect that gives me nightmares though is the milipede… just sayin’ 
Well I guess I need to report that mini candy bars were a big hit, with peanut M&Ms leading the choice list. Not a lot of kids, and even fewer good costumes. HOWEVER I had to go onto campus at a local college last night and there were any number of Halloween parties going on. I’m very pleased to report that pimp and ‘Ho costumes were very popular… I wish I’d of had more than five dollars with me I saw the Tin Man with the a very fetching Wicked Witch of the west. I slowed down and yelled out the window “Come on man! Have a heart!” Which I at least thought was funny. The best were two very cute and nearly identical female library workers were dressed in bunny costumes (Think playboy, not Easter) with top hats and short capes with their sorority letters on them and holding “wands”. I figured it out without having to ask. I stopped and said “Magician’s assistants right?” They responded by putting their arms around each other and saying, in perfect synchronization (which took practice) “We’re magicians, (Big bawdy wink) we take turns pulling each other out of our hats” I laughed my ass off, and they joined me. After I caught my breath I told them “You’d better be careful about doing that to guys my age. I mean you could have given me a heart attack” One of them said “Oh come on you’re not that old” (very sweet) The other one said “Yeah, but it ought to go over big at the DG party”. The first started laughing, second looked at her and she said “What” First girl, still smiling said “Going over big… So that’s what we’re going to call it?” Big bawdy wink… We all laughed again and I got the hell out of there before I made an ass out of myself… See guys CAN learn
And about turtles
Terrapins (box turtles) good, Snappers also good, but only with enough spices to cover up the heavy fish taste. I don’t like snappers, they eat my fish, and make my pond a much mess fun place to be.
I’ll never look at a grocery store the same way. Thanks for sharing!
I don’t like spiders and snakes… or milllipedes either. The rest are ok enough. We get the odd wasp in the house. I like the vacuum idea, but I have a can of industrial-strength Raid. One squirt and they drop like a stone instantly. Better living thru chemistry!
That’s a good idea and hilarious. That would make a great cartoon, like Taz (the cartoon, not our Taz) swirling thru the house leaving a shiny, sparkling wake in his path. 
just saying…
So, did they list stalking them with a vacuum-bazooka?
hummmm?
Seems the folks that wrote that list didn’t know much about how to react to bugs, now, did they?
just sayin’…
LOVE that theory!
Heck, then you could rent them out!!!
Oooh millipedes. Another on the ick…shudder…eeeew list.
I keep trying to rent the kids out. People keep paying me double to take them back. Lucrative, yes, but not the desired effect. It seems I need to upgrade my marketing techniques. Maybe the velcro cleaning attachments complete with chocolate power will finally put me on the map.
Not that I don’t love my kids, but missing them sometimes is good too. My mother used to say to me when I was really bugging her (hard to believe, huh?) , [cute Italian accent] “Go get lost somewhere where I can find you.” [/accent]
Of course she also used to say, “Don’t count your chickens before they cross the bridge.”
My mom used to tell us “Go play in the street!”
hey, salem - what would you think about a kid-swap service. our own kids know our buttons, but kids in general are pretty cool. so what if there were just a central registry where i could trade my kids with someone else for a day/week/whatever? sounds like an interesting community service, doesn’t it? i wonder how to set that up
Danny, I like it. You know how it is. You go pick up your kids at someone else’s house or at day care or school or whatever and you get the “ooooooooooooooh they were such angels. He’s just a doll, played so nicely. She sat so quietly just drawing a picture…” and your head spins around 360[sup]o[/sup] trying to find the kids that they’re talking about.
Oh, I’ve got to tell you guys (because I just love making an arse out of myself) what I did to my sweater.
I was going out yesterday to do some computer work for someone and then out with a friend. So I wanted to dress decently (as opposed to indecently?). I had a little white tshirt on and a nice green sweater on over it. The sweater is a very pretty green, button down, so I had it open and I looked pretty ok for me. Just before I was leaving, I went into the bathroom to check something or brush my teeth or whatever. I took off my pretty green sweater and threw it on the closed toilet seat and proceeded to do whatever it was I was doing. I turned around and look to find my pretty green sweater in the toilet. Yes, IN the toilet. The used toilet. That hadn’t been flushed. And someone had left the lid open. Which it never is. Ever. Except for the one time I threw my pretty green sweater on the toilet seat with the lid closed without looking. Cause it was open. Now I have a not so pretty pee pee sweater. I was very sad. I rinsed it out and seriously thought about hanging it out my car window to dry as I drove to where I was going to work. But then I thought, a peepee sweater really can’t just be rinsed. It needs the full wash treatment so it’s not a peepee sweater any more.
This is my life.
Wolves? No, no wolves. Although, I did get an email from a Little Red Riding Hood.
Does that include butterflies? Sherri is the only person I’ve met who is afraid of butterflies, unless you are, too.
Sorry about the sweater, Salem. I guess it’s “pee green”, now, huh?
sigh This is my life… I piss women off without even trying…
http://216.120.245.15/forums/showthread.php3?s=&threadid=805
“Cindy” is really the sweetest mother of three you can imagine. Reminds me of Dreamer. Not a mean bone in her body. I need a hug…
FWIW, 6, we all have bad days. I can get mean and pissy sometimes too… really I can. Stop looking at me that way.
:: snort ::
Yeah right…
-David
Definitely Bo…did you ever see more a more beautiful Southern boy? ~sighs~
My mom swears that I asked her to change my name to “Daisy” when I was a kid. Yes, the Dukes of Hazzard was my favorite show.
dannyv, pop quiz…what was Roscoe’s dog’s name?
I’m glad to hear you all had good Halloweens! I went out with some friends and had not nearly enough to drink. Spent yesterday depressing myself by watching the Bulldawgs lose to the Gators in a horribly irritating game, and woke up this morning to the two lesbians upstairs fighting at 6AM AGAIN.
Now I’m hungry, as I’ve spent all day out and I can’t decide what to eat, but I’m running out for a bit. I just wanted to tell you guys hello and tell you that I love you all!
Wyatt, you’re the cutest!
~J
Hey, SoulFrost! Yeah, I’m talkin’ to you. Don’t you make me open up a can o’ whupass on you. giggle Yeah, right.
How true, how true…
You are talking about me, right, Bozo? Cause you freakin’ better be and if you aren’t then you can just piss off, ya wanker. And ya spelled my freakin’ name wrong. Creep.
Love ya, 6!
Love you too, Salem!
And you too, Dreamer! Ma’am! Please don’t open up no whupass on me! 
Cindy e-mailed me yesterday and we made nice-nice. She’s just real emotional about her O’s. She doesn’t understand it’s just a business…
What! Not a single comment on my encounter with two scantily clad co-eds? I mean that was the highlight if my week! They were working the front desk at the Library wearing bunny costumes… Sorry I’m having a hard time un-imagining that. You know how a song gets stuck in your head? Sorta like that
Sorry Zen! What kind of friends do you have that don’t even comment on a moment like that? So you didn;t even try and get yourself and invitation to that party? You coulda’ maybe ended up the meat in that magician sammich…
Yeah, I mean like they were right there… In their little pink bunny costumes (one of them even turned around to show me the tail) and they were holding each other, and making sudgestive remarks, and bawdy winks, and giggling, and… uh… what were we talking about?
Seriously I had for a brief second a visual. The thought about what kind of party it would be, and how out of place I’d be, and 'sides it was obvious that they were just having fun with the old guy. I mean it’s one thing to share a wink and a laugh with some geezer, it’s something entirely different to have him following you around a party
It helps that I have finally embraced my geezer-hood. That happened about three years ago when I was tanning (in preparation for a trip to the Caribbean). After the third visit I realized that the young girl behind the counter wasn’t flirting with me, she was just being nice to the old man It was an epiphany