Journal Excerpt: Misguided Tick
When I was looking for my FDR journal excerpt (I wrongly assumed I saw the speech draft in Caen or London, not New Orleans), I ran across this passage. It amused me, so I’ll share.
From my entry on June 6, 2004:
When I was home, before we left for Europe, I saw my first lightening bug of the season. My parents’ yard was filled with them! Still haven’t seen any down here in Blacksburg.
I have, however, seen more ticks. I’ve always been told that ticks can sense heat– they like to bite down on the hot parts of the body. Supposedly they wait up in trees and when they sense heat below, they let themselves fall.
Well I saw one tick today whose senses let him down. He was hovering on my laptop, trying to find a place to burrow. The laptop, due to the poor fan placement, was hotter than anything in the room.
I felt a little sorry for this misguided tick, but not sorry enough to spare him. I flicked him in the toilet and urinated on him before flushing him to his death.
What a way to go.
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