Nov 262014
 
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It is finally drying out here in Utah.  We have had record rain and snow all year, with the wettest May in 150 years.  What that has been good for is to keep the bugs down.  Except for the time I went fishing under one of the dams here and apparently stood in the middle of a mosquito convention where I got approximately one bite for every 3 mosquitoes I killed.  And I had a lot of bites.

Anyway, here in the Salt Lake valley it is warming up.  Today, Sunday it was almost 90 degrees, quite a turn around from what it has been.  And as such, there have been mosquitos aplenty flying around.  This is the first time that I have seenn bugs this year and I am not looking forward to them this year.

Not just the flying bugs either, my main bane is the earwig.  Those little stinking buggers get everywhere.  They are in the house, in the garden, in the fruit and in the ground.  I found the entrance to a nest last year (just a note, while I am sitting here writing, I just killed a mosquito on my monitor.  Bah!)  anyway, the earwig nest.  I found the hole in the ground where they were just pouring out.

I proceeded to fill the hole with the mixed gas I use for my boat motor, that way the oil keeps it burning longer.  It didn’t seem to help, many died and the fire burned underground, but too many of those buggers still were **everywhere**.

So, this year I am taking action against many of the bugs that I don’t want around.  Mosquito traps are baited and placed around.  Yellow Jacket Traps….I didn’t tell you about the yellow jackets.  Call them hornets or wasps or yellow jackets, those are everywhere as well.  Last year I wrote about the ones that came out of my mailbox every time I opened it.  Read that post HERE.  This year I killed two or three inside and didn’t think much about it until my 9 month old son started screaming in pain.

I was sitting next to him on the floor, my 7 year old was standing on his other side and here is the baby screaming for nothing that I could discern.  I picked him up and saw something in his mouth.  After the swipe to rid him of said debris, it was a freaking yellow jacket that had stung him in his mouth!  It couldn’t fly too well, being wet and all and took a while to die after I cut it in half.  But the Baby got stung in the back of his mouth by a yellow jacket.  Luckily we found out he is not allergic to the venom and had no problems.

But there are Yellow Jacket Traps up now.  Earwig traps are littering my backyard as well.  I have declared War on many of the insects in my world.  Don’t get me started on the mice in the shed.  They are next.

Do you have bug problems?  Let us know in the comments below….

-Justin

 

Justin

Justin is the young Coot with a Cantankerous Soul who continues to be educated by older, more cootish Ralph and Bob. His Cantankerosity is his own.

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May 312010
 

Something quick today.

There have been 3 days now that I have gone out to my mailbox and opened it only to find a very pissed off yellow jacket in it.  In some parts of the country they call them wasps, I usually call them those little suckers I can’t seem to kill enough of.

I am almost sure that my mailman put them there on purpose.   I don’t know what I have done to offend said mailman, or why he would want to put a yellow jacket in my mailbox but there it is.

So what do you think?  Should I confront him on this and ask nicely about the yellow Jackets?  Should I go running after him in a bathrobe waving a cane like come crazy old coot?  I know here we are cantankerous, maybe I should go out and wait for him by the mailbox today and give him a tongue lashing that will peel the siding from the neighbors house.

Maybe I should just deal with the fact my mailbox has a hole in the bottom and I should get that new one out of the basement and install it.  Besides, I can’t yell at him today, the mail doesn’t run on Memorial Day.

For all of you who have served in the military at any time, Thank You for your service, you have my deepest respect.

For all of those who have served freedom but haven’t made it back to the country that they loved, please give them a moment of silence on this Memorial Day.  Cantankerous or not, I would not be able to write this site without the freedom their sacrifices provide.

Thank you.

Now go Barbecue something delicious!

-Justin

Justin

Justin is the young Coot with a Cantankerous Soul who continues to be educated by older, more cootish Ralph and Bob. His Cantankerosity is his own.

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