There is a fucking SCORPION in my room!

Esprix,

Do you have any plans on a quiet little memorial service for Eduardo. A theme regarding how some influential spirits only briefly appear in our lives would be most appropriate.

**OH MY GOD I FOUND ANOTHER ONE LAST NIGHT!!!

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!**

[sub](OK, it was a cute li’l Winnie-the-Pooh dressed as one in a cute li’l Halloween costume that my housemates bought me for my birthday from Disneyland! It was so cute! I got him dressed in a cow costume, too! Thank you jkusters and thomasm! :smiley: )[/sub]

Wouldn’t “Ghost of Eduardo” make a good band name?

Why not? After all, evidently Esprix rocks!
:smiley:

So, Esprix -

Have you scheduled the memorial service yet? Maybe you could do it as a webcast, and invite all your friends (and Eduardo’s friends) and the kids from the neighborhood!

Sheesh - and all I had when I was growing up was a wimpy goldfish funeral, and that time when I was ten and my pet gerbil died. (No, not from that - get your mind out of the gutter).

But whatever you do, capture the second one, and see if you can come up with a better name than Eduardo.

I look forward to the service. Do you happen to know if Eduardo was a member of any faith tradition? For instance, was he circumcised? Do have a quick look, and get back to us.

Sympathies to you on your loss and with hopes of a glorious resurrection and reunion with loved ones in the world beyond. Remember, you can’t get over grief until you get thru it.

Regards,
Shodan

So, Esprix -

Have you scheduled the memorial service yet? Maybe you could do it as a webcast, and invite all your friends (and Eduardo’s friends) and the kids from the neighborhood!

Sheesh - and all I had when I was growing up was a wimpy goldfish funeral, and that time when I was ten and my pet gerbil died. (No, not from that - get your mind out of the gutter).

But whatever you do, capture the second one, and see if you can come up with a better name than Eduardo.

I look forward to the service. Do you happen to know if Eduardo was a member of any faith tradition? For instance, was he circumcised? Do have a quick look, and get back to us.

Sympathies to you on your loss and with hopes of a glorious resurrection and reunion with loved ones in the world beyond. Remember, you can’t get over grief until you get thru it.

Regards,
Shodan

I’m sure Monster104 will have fitting words at Dopetoberfest next week.

Well, being already stuffed, it didn’t take much to capture him. I’m going to put him on my computer once I get it shipped out here.

Do you have a problem with his name? Take it up with his momma. :wink:

Esprix

So, Esprix -

Have you scheduled the memorial service yet? Maybe you could do it as a webcast, and invite all your friends (and Eduardo’s friends) and the kids from the neighborhood!

Sheesh - and all I had when I was growing up was a wimpy goldfish funeral, and that time when I was ten and my pet gerbil died. (No, not from that - get your mind out of the gutter).

But whatever you do, capture another one, and see if you can come up with a better name than Eduardo.

I look forward to the service. Do you happen to know if Eduardo was a member of any faith tradition? For instance, was he circumcised? Do have a quick look, and get back to us.

Sympathies to you on your loss and with hopes of a glorious resurrection and reunion with loved ones in the world beyond. Remember, you can’t get over grief until you get thru it.

Regards,
Shodan

:confused:

Esprix

I would most certainly come to Eduardo’s funearal, virtually of course. I wear a lot of black anyway, so I’m sure I’ll have something suitable for the occaision. I’ll even sing “Amazing Grace” in memory of the little wretch.

HOLY CRAP!

OK, this time it’s no joke. Tonight I got home from work, decided I needed to tape up a box, so I went into the garage to get a roll of tape, turn on the light, and see one of the rat traps the pest control people had left for the two rats we have in the garage. Well, I hadn’t seen it before, so I was like, “Hmmm, what’s that? Looks like a rat tra…”

AND THERE WAS A DEAD RAT IN IT! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

I swear I do not need this.

Esprix

Boy am I glad I live in Richmond, London! Haven’t seen a so much as a single spider for nearly two years.

Brrrrr.

Why don’t you move?

Sorry, posting seems all messed up. And at such a emotionally vulnerable time in your life as well.

What I meant was that you should capture another one, and make a pet of it. Just with a cooler name.

Stuffed ones don’t count. My son received (as a Christmas gift) a nice, plush, cuddly little Beanie Baby scorpion named Stinger.

Again, I offer fervent thanks to God that I live in a state where I don’t have to worry about scorpions. Although our governor may be almost equally distasteful. (Minnesota - our governor has gone into hiding, and refuses to allow interviews with the local media. He may have taken the definitive step over into genuine lunacy.)

Again my sympathies on your loss.

Regards,
Shodan

Oh boy! You all are so CHICKEN! Couple weeks ago, we woke up to find not one , but TWO rats in our bathtub. They were about half grown, and having jumped or fallen in, couldn’t quite make it out. Yes, they were both very much alive and highly ticked off about the situation. I fumbled one getting it out but I managed to grab the other and stuff him in a cage. His name is Screech and he’s adapting very well. A few days ago I transferred him into a larger cage with no trouble at all. Now I know you think I’m slightly crazy (okay, not slightly!) but consider this. We have a couple of photographers attached to the Zoo. They specialize in wildlife and a while ago they used my Deermouse in a series of shots. They paid me $40.00!
Now they want to do a series with Screech if I can tame him, so hell yes I’ll try it!
I’ll take a live rat over a dead one any day!

There are advantages to being Chicken. I like to think of my being a spineless coward as providing a sense of empowerment to venemous snakes, stinging insects, rabid rodents, and large, surley rednecks.