Ah! The Camel Cricket! I found one of these bastards in my basement 2 years ago. I still remember that freaky looking sob. I thought it was a cockroach or something. I put a hiball glass over it, got a shoe, and applied some indescriminant justice to it. I didn't find any more, so I never did call the exterminators.
Oops,now check.If you scroll down on the first e-mail I sent, there should be a bug,under the National Theater,which I didn't mean to send.It's beautiful though.
Crawly things are, by definition, not my cup of tea. I think I'd rather sit in a room with *all* my relatives than be forced to endure a spider, cricket, flea, beetle, etc. crawling on me. Just thinking about it gives me the willies.