Ants. We have ants, teeny-tiny ones. Not a huge infestation, like they are going to carry away your refrigerator, but just enough to be an occasional nuisance, scrambling around hither and thither on the kitchen counter mostly by the sink.
This morning I was taking my meds and I noticed one single solitary ant, in the cupboard, way up high where I keep my multiple bottles of my meds. I guess what you would call this little fellow an expeditionary scout/explorer type.
It started me thinking, now this little bugger is the equivalent of a zillion miles away from home, like from Planet Krypto, so he’s a zillion miles away from the other sixty-ka-zillion of his family, buddies, and all the others. Just how in the fuck does that single solitary ant find his way back from here to tell everyone that he/she has found my Hershey’s Dark Chocolate Bars? And, why the fuck am I still up at 5:52AM writing about this single solitary ant in the first place? Do they somehow communicate by mental telepathy? Or scream at a pitch that humans can’t hear?
Think about it for a minute. If left alone, that single solitary ant will either travel all those zillions of miles back home, or send out a telepathic message, or scream loud enough for all the other ants to hear? Because if that happens (and it always does) you eventually see first ten to twenty more, then thirty more, and then, if left long enough to their incredible ways, your bar of Hershey’s Dark Chocolate disappears, wrapper and all.
How do I know this? I watched them over a period of four weeks slowly move a dead spider on the window sill, a thousand times larger then them, over to the tiniest of cracks in the corner of the window, and over the six-week period, bit by bit, they totally dismantled the spider and carried the now microscopic bits and pieces through the tiny crack and home from there. It all started with one single solitary ant, an expeditionary explorer/scout type ant. Amazing!
The ant, and my brain. Get that first bugger, and any other expeditionary scout/explorers that appear early on (there’s always at least ten more that show up, probably guided by that mental telepathy or high-pitched screaming I mentioned earlier. I need to buy some ant traps I keep telling myself. I also need to go to bed. Just before I woke up this morning, I had this eerie sensation of a hundred kazillion tiny little ants, lifting my body off my bed and hauling me away. Just a dream of course.
Just woke up, and while I was sleeping, farcecrap through me in jail again. If ANYONE reading this has an answer as to why farcecrap keeps doing this to me, please comment or PM me and let me know. Even the feature of “Appealing” their actions would not work for me when I tried to file an appeal.
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