can you believe that some of my friends have been telling me this: "well you never know liz, you might like the cicadas." ok, what is there to like? it is a cold day in hell when i like a swarm of disgusting giant bugs with wings and big beady eyes which are crunching beneath my feet. but i suppose you never know. i didn't think i would like haggis before i tried it, and i ended up thinking it was pretty ok.
reader poll: what's grosser, haggis or cicadas?
speaking of food, if one more person tells me "you can eat cicadas, you know" i am going to puke. you can also drink your own urine, jerks. but do we do that? no, we do not.
apparently the cicadas have already been appearing in some areas. here is a map which updates the locations of their sightings so far.
i really need to stop thinking about cicadas. i just keep having it in the back of my mind that one day i am going to be out for a stroll and the ground is just going to start squirming and then expel a mass of maggoty looking baby cicadas and they are going to mob me. i realize this is probably not what is actually going to happen but i have a very active imagination.
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I love you, Liz, but I will not be visiting you EVER during cicada season. You let me know when it's over.
ok you are on cicada restriction! Stop thinking about them and you won't write about them! Ha, just kidding!
I am pretty convinced they're going to attack me and I'll become one of the casualties.
You're not supposed to eat the adult cicadas, you're supposed to get the white larvae after they come out of the ground and start climbing tree trunks. I checked into it because I was thinking of stir-frying them.
Unfortunately their sharp jaws bored through the ziploc bag I was using to collect them. So they all fell out and I was too lazy to try again.
True story.
Only a freak would eat the adult bugs. People of refinement and taste prefer larvae.
westender, i think you may have just proven every stereotype in the book about westenders...
That sort of IS what happens (they appear and mob you).
Actually what I remember is that when they were here they were just all over the sidewalks and there was no way not to step on them. Crunch crunch crunch.
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