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i got out of the car and began to walk to the house, but, halfway there, i felt this excrutiating pain on the side of my neck...it was a bee! i began screaming and rubbing at my neck, rubbing off the bee and tearing my earring out (one half of my favorite pair) in the process. so now i have a swollen neck, a bleeding ear, and my favorite pair of earring is shot. i called nrk and asked marconi not to play anything by sting. * * * i figured that, in times of crisis, it's best to keep a sense of humor. |
i felt bad because i had been playing with the bee, and because he felt the need to sting me he died. i didn't have any hysterics, though. i guess i was already a "big boy" by then. i can also remember watching a little kid fall as a child. he skinned his elbow. it was bleeding, but he didn't notice and went on playing. i told him he was bleeding. he looked at his elbow and started screaming and crying. my mom said that's something little kids do. panic. odd. |
the meat tenderizer tricks works well.....so does tobacco, made moist with water. Numbs it. |
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later my mom took me to the doctor, who picked bees and stingers out of my hair. |
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When I was a little girl, I remember trying to fall asleep one night and hearing this *awful* buzzing noise and a *bat* *ping* *thwap* sound. I turned my light on and one of those damn June bugs was flying around my bedroom. Needless to say, I screamed for my momma. She laughed her ass off at me and put the damn thing outside. I went back to bed. Two minutes later there was another one. Hate the things. Bees too. One comes near me and I bolt. |
i've been fairly lucky in my life, haven't been stung too much. got nailed in the back by a bunch of wasps in my late teens & used moistened tobacco to help ease the pain, which seemed to help a bit. i got stung deep down inside the ear by a bee when i was a little kid...one of my earliest memories (i think i got hauled to the ER for that one). also got stung on the ass by a yellow jacket back when i was a cheerleader. that's about it. |
Then I walked into a nest of yellowjackets when I was picking grapes for Hidden Cellars, and man, that really sucked. |
[please don't rant about bees not being bugs. thank you] but i walked into a palmetto bush thing that left a piece of itself in my thigh for two months. i couldn't figure out why it wouldn't heal. |
other people. The 4 of us (2 male, 2 female) made it about an hour in before we took the wrong fork and wasted an hour each way. So, 3 hours in, but only one hour of productive travel, my girlfriend noticed a tick on my shoulder. I didn't think it was a problem... just flicked it off. Then she noticed one on her pants... then 3 or 4 more on her pants. Then I checked mine and found 6 or so. Then we all went insane. I found munching on my leg... It died a fiery death. We stripped down and went through all of our clothes, checked each other's hair and various other places. I was the only one actually bit. After about an hour of getting ticks out of our clothes, hair, packs, etc... we had found about 50 ticks and decided to put our packs on (though we were sure they still had ticks on them) and haul ass back to the truck. We're still way paranoid about them. I found one on my neck after two days of being home. I think it crawled out of some packed clothes or something and hunted me down. 2 days after that, I found one just as it was aiming its jaws at my side. The other female in the party found one in her hair a day or two after the trip. I still haven't dealt with the "Quarantine Bag" of clothes and equipment in the basement. Criminy, do I hate ticks. |
Seems he found it attached to the tip of his cock. So, he got out his lighter. Now, everyone calls him "Li'l Smokey." |
If they're already dug in, and they like tight spots under edges of socks or waistbands or underwear edges...then simply turn them counterclockwise out. They screw in, you screw them out. If you burn em or pull em, you'll leave the protuberance thing in you and it can get irrited and infected. Ticks wait days on stalks of grass ready to jump on anything (you) walking by. They'll meander over your personal terrain for up to a few hours even a day, before diging in, or sometimes do it right away. Any tick bite is cause for plenty of chewing of plantain leaves into a good spitwad and applying to the bite site. This too is exceelent for bee and fly bites too. The sooner the better. Ticks are killed in the washing of clothes ONLY with hot water and strong detergent. They can survive adverse conditions for extended periods and dig in after long times without food or water. They have no commercial or moral value. Seed ticks so called because they look like small moving red freckles...are the worst to spot. Wear lite colored clothing and cover exposed skin completely when in deep woods or high grass. If they are bad now, they'll be horrendous by midsummer. A good freeze in winter kills many and limits a bad summer. Here in MiseryLand we have no see ums or chiggers, and the best defense is a strong offense. Once massively overrun with the microscopic bastards, just live with them: you can't do anything. Wash alot and quickly after being exposed. They also float on stream water, but a good rubbing and soaping, esp with some lavender essential oil in the liquid will help deter the little rovers. Itch itch itch itch em and spray with lysol. Kills the itch, antiseptics the would, and makes you smell like hospital floors. The skeeters are inordinately early and bad here and I got bit ten twevle times tonight in the garden. I swell up like the michelin man. Bugs are a part of nature, but there's really n o good excuse for a tick. Lymes disease is transmitted by deer and other ticks, and is much more common and harder to diagnose: symptoms like chronic fatigue. Don't rely on blood test to find out if you've got it; ask the doc for a round of antibiotics if you suspect it but the doc doesn't. Docs miss the diagnosis all the time and try to treat you for something else. (I spend extended periods of time in the woods, and spend it without gear or insect repellant, so I am just passing along what little I know. My worst experience was a dream quest I did in the Ozarks. I took only a rain poncho to sleep in so as to keep the dew off me in the mornings. Well it rains, solidly and steadily and ...the bugs liked the poncho too). Sem, one of my boyscouts got a lil smokie award years ago. Unfortunate. |
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why do they hate me so much? |
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everyone seems to know each other. when do i cease to be the circus act and pick up a sorabjibuddy? *sigh* well i guess i'll have an other beer then. |
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Come to think of it,we have some mammoth bugs here.The local joke is that the mosquito is the state bird.They are huge here. But I'm with Dave on the horse-fly/deer-fly issue.They are the worst.The bastards are tenacious,and won't give up untill they watch you make an ass of yourself,trying to dodge,duck and swat at them,then move in for the kill.I hope they are like bee's,and die after biting. |
Stinging caterpillars.Its the black hairy ones,but if they get on you,it burns like the devil,and leaves a big red welt.I had never heard of this before.Oh,and we have something called "burning grass",which is self-explanatory. The south is a treacherous place. And a mind is a terrible thing to waste. But at least,I still have all of my teeth. |
burning grass sounds cool. would it grow here in washington? |
found any in a few days. There are so many things about ticks that bother me. An insect that drills into me, sucks my blood, and breathes through its ass is not one I want to have anything to do with. I learned the patient way to remove a tick... Dab a little oil on its ass and wait a few minutes. It'll eventually pull out. I've never tried it. Like I said, it's the patient way. |
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...the, uhhh.... Fuck the tick. |
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It's the little female buggers ya gotta watch out for. |
Someday's you're the windshield, somedays you're the bloody gutless exoskeletal remains. |
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I felt i was doing a public service. |
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Daniel,I don't know much about their etimology,but I do know that here,the term "mosquito hawk" refers to an insect that I have always called "dragon flys".Apparently they like to feast on the mosquitos,so they are most welcome here.There is also a wild bird that resides here in the south,referred to as "purple martins" that eats mosquitos.So people have elaborate high-rises,that have several birdie domeciles,[kinda like an apartment complex],to temp the martins to come. |
Recently I saw a spider web in my room, no I live on the second floor and from what Dr.TBone tells me Hobo spiders live in basements. Anyway I don't like spiders, hate the little fuckers actually, and I was about to remove said spider and his fucking web when I noticed that he had another spider in the web and was eating it. So he can stay as long as he keeps up his cannibalistic ways. |
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we call dragonflies dragonflies. they eat mosquitos. i saw the return of the mallards today. i was standing on my deck looking up stream when a beautiful emeraldheaded male streaked by, low over the water. last year two males and a female hung out in the pool under my deck for most of the summer. they eat well. our mosquitos are small but nearly block the sun with their numbers. luckily, they're only out for the couple hours leading up to sunset. i was bitten on my elbow friday, while taking a dip in opal creek. don't tell the ranger. |
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if you use it, you are a tool of the devil. and i hate you. hypothetically. |
I hear the little winged things laughing in the dark. Most chemicals used are evil, destructive of environment in the long term, and have limited short term gain. Even an insect repellant topically applied to skin will poison us. I think Malthion is an equally nasty material, too, and whatever it is that I am supposed to use on my log house to keep it from being eaten by borer beetles and termites, well, that's nasty and probably evil too. Termites are good in the deep forest...help the ecological balance by breaking down waste. I prefer they leave my house alone. As an option, I have piles of wood waste for them to eat, hoping to appease their hungry little spirit. |
1 Safety Mask. 1 Zippo 1 Value Package of WD-40 1 Standard issue chemical fire extinguisher 2 cans of Aeorsol cooking grease. 1 (and if this is something more then bug control a case of beer.) I've found that this works great for all the fuckin' yellowjackets we have in Montana, and I know it works great for other wasps and bees, I'm positive it would work wonders for Misquitos. Spray said bug down with the cooking grease, just spray in a general arc, it coats their wings and they can't fly, it also covers the holes that they breath from and cuts their breathing, now if the sudden grounding and suffocation doesn't kill them, which you ALWAYS assume it doesn't for both practical value (bugs have a vengance) and for entertainment value. You take a said can from the WD-40 package insert red directional tubing, strike up the Zippo, and let the flames fly. Torch the sons of bitches, and it doesn't take much just a small blast. The reason to use the red tube for direction is it will melt preventing fire from entering your can (which would be bad.) when the tube reaches about a two inch length get a new tube. Please be carefull, and enjoy the Bug-B-Q. |
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i was doing birdathon, a gonzo trip lasting 48 hours...saw about 216 species. no mosquitoes despite being fairly close to klamath lake much of the time. |
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Its will be one HELL of a friggin party. |
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