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June 30, 2005crickets and frogsI love the sound those critters make at night. It just sounds like... a Southern night to me. It's music to my ears. Last weekend at the Catfish mansion, I lit the last cigarette I had in a pack and decided to walk out to my car to get some more. I took one step off Cat's back porch and decided to sit down on the stoop for a minute, just to listen to the Southern Symphany playing outdoors. The frogs and crickets were singing their asses off. That all-day rain had inspired them to operatic heights of vocal lamentation to the stars. The sound was beautiful. About then, while I was all wrapped up in listening to the symphony, I noticed that a lot of the cricket noises were coming from BEHIND me, not out in the woods. I went to check it out and found Cat's bait cage in his garage. He must have had close to 200 crickets in there, every one trying to sing his way out of becoming fish-bait. I think they'll all be bream-food before long, but they sure kicked up a ruckus that night. Cricket-noises are odd. If you hear them outside at night, their mating calls are musical. Get one hiding in your bedroom closet and have him start that singing, and you CAN'T SLEEP with that shit going on all night long. You'll crawl out of bed, find him and EXECUTE his ass with a can of Raid, just to get some piece and quiet. Crickets belong outside or on a bream-hook on a fishing pole.
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The big yellow lab, next door, got ate yesterday by a gator. Half of his body was floating and the other half was in the gators mouth. By the time I could get a clean shot, the gator, about 14 foot long, came up and got the dogs head, from the top of the water, and a few ticks, he was under the water and in gatorland again. That dog weighted at least 90 pounds. The gators mouth was so big, it could have wrapped around me twice, Cat Posted by: catfish on June 30, 2005 10:30 AMHmmm... Is there anything you don't kill Acidman? I am surprised your ex-wife and kids survived around you. I think I'd be wary if I had any of that Blackberry hooch you made up. Might have some slow poison in it. Possibly some thalium or arsenic? Posted by: assrot on June 30, 2005 11:11 AMI hate to break it to you, but we have a plethora of crickets and frogs (and peepers in the spring) up north here as well, and just like you "southerners" we northerners enjoy the free concert that the afore mentioned critters provide us from about late March to late September....Why where I live (in the northwest hills of CT) we even have the pleasure of listening to the coyotes yipping away late at night.....(just one more reason that I keep my kitty cats inside) Posted by: Ruth on June 30, 2005 12:08 PMWhen I was a little kid in So. Dak. we used to catch crickets for bluegill (Bream) bait by sprinkling a handful of sugar on the grass behind the woodshed and covering it with a piece of old cardboard or lineoleum. In the morning when it was still cool, we gathered the crickets by the handfuls. No need for bait cages. The Vietnamese family next door to us now keeps crickets in little bamboo cages in the house for good luck. the singing is nice, too. Gerry N. Posted by: Gerry N. on June 30, 2005 01:43 PMRaid works better than stabbing them with an ice pick. Have heard that it also beats an icepick for crawling freckles. Posted by: GUYK on June 30, 2005 04:15 PMDo you stil have your cricket repeller? The one I brought you when we went to Daytona? Posted by: Da Goddess on June 30, 2005 05:13 PMMy mom always said that a cricket in the house is good luck. She never let us kill one. Posted by: Grace on June 30, 2005 07:17 PMFirst time I took my kids camping they were about 6 and 4. Summer night near a lake, and all the frogs and bugs and owls were talking. After a while, my daughter said "I wish they'd be quiet a while so I can go to sleep!" She'd never realized how LOUD they all are in a quiet area. Posted by: Mark on July 1, 2005 03:36 AMHere's the perfect gift for Acidman - an electronic cricket. Turn the lights off and it starts chirping electronically. http://store.qkits.com/moreinfo.cfm/MK104 Posted by: J Bowen on July 4, 2005 08:12 PMPost a comment
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