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Sunday, November 30, 2008
Terminate With Extreme Prejudice
EW-EW-EW is all I can say about these really icky and gross termites! This is called a termite swarm and it is bad news. These suckers came out of the hot water heater closet in search of mates. I had to call Dale's Dead Bug to come and spray. Now their shriveled corpses litter the walkway.
I was mowing the lawn once and rammed into an old stump that was just releasing swarming queens. Suddenly the air was full of them. After a minute or so I noticed a shadow moving fast across the ground - then another, and another. I looked up from my toil and saw that birds were descending upon the swarm, flying at eye level in a crisscross pattern around me. I decided to get the hell inside until the little nature drama had played out.
Yikes! You have the worst luck mowing--wasps, kittens, rainstorms. I didn't think termites were a problem in cold places though? I'm usually cool with any type of outside bug, but this was just creepy, not to mention destructive.
Let me explain. The term bubbler is a quintessential Milwaukee thing. A bubbler is what the rest of the world (except Rhode Island, parts of Connecticut and the Boston area) would call a drinking fountain. The Yoopers also use it, but we all know they are just Wisconsin wannabees anyway. When I first moved to California, I would use the term and get blank stares in response. The world was a much smaller place then and I had no clue that bubbler was just a regional colloquialism. I use it as the title of my blog as a way to connect with those that know what it means and hopefully interest those that don't.
Born in Milwaukee, I moved to Southern California in 1980, with a five-year hiatus in Maui.
I now live in Torrance, California with my SO.
I design circuit boards, a job I totally love. If I wasn't doing that, I would love to have a small restaurant.
Things that make me happy: cooking, eating, music, and vegetating in my backyard.
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I was mowing the lawn once and rammed into an old stump that was just releasing swarming queens. Suddenly the air was full of them. After a minute or so I noticed a shadow moving fast across the ground - then another, and another. I looked up from my toil and saw that birds were descending upon the swarm, flying at eye level in a crisscross pattern around me. I decided to get the hell inside until the little nature drama had played out.
Yikes! You have the worst luck mowing--wasps, kittens, rainstorms. I didn't think termites were a problem in cold places though? I'm usually cool with any type of outside bug, but this was just creepy, not to mention destructive.
Eww!! That is DE-SGUSTING!!!!
By the way, isn't your husband's name Dale? (I seem to recall that?--maybe not.) Is your last name Gribble? *hee hee*
You're correct...his name is Dale. We have no shortage of fun with all the KOTH references. The best one is DAMMIT DALE! we say that a lot =)
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