Thursday, November 11


There are some strange differences that a person will notice when they move 700 miles south. Until a couple months ago, this was as far south as I'd ever been. The weather was smoldering, the people talked funny (some of them, mind you), to name a few. These are all things I'd been prepared for, at least a little bit.

One thing I wasn't prepared for was the difference in the local wildlife. By that I mean bugs. It's not so noticable, if you don't look for it, and I'm sure that Wisconsin makes up for their lack of bugs in their frozen-tundra-esque winters, but I've seen it. It's not so much that they're grosser than our bugs, just that they're bigger.

For example, our fruit flys are the size of a teensy dot. The fruit flies I've seen here are the size of 10 teensy dots. I guess it's the little things that endear you to a place. I'm not joking - I like it better this way, they're easier to spot.


Anonymous said...

wait until you're down in fl. and run into a palmetto or whatever they're called. they look like HUGE roaches and they fly!

B said...

She's right, you know. The bugs just get bigger and bigger. Imagine what it's got to be like for people in Brazil. They can ride around on fruit flies.

inediblehulk said...

I guess I got the shit end of the stick here in the Blue Sky region. We have the tundra-like winters, but even throughout them, many of our bugs are tough enough to ride it out till spring, when they just get bigger and badder.