Saturday, June 07, 2008

Bug on the Wall

I don't like killing bugs. But I have to admit I get a little boost when I hear a faint, "daaaaaddy" from across the house. There's a particular "daaaaaddy" you get with bug emergencies, and it's distinctive. I always respond to the call, ready my paper towel, face the bug and say, "My name is Inigo Montoya, you killed my father, prepare to die!" Then the "toilet ride" with farewells and apologies "for having killed you."

It never gets old.