This picture contains two of the 12 ladybugs that decided to settle me yesterday as I was walking through Fontenelle Forest, 25 minutes south of Omaha. I hear that ladybugs are attracted to good character or something I would like to believe like that.
I have a safety lesson to give this week: What To Do When You Find An Unknown Drunk Man On Your Living-Room Floor.
1. Do not panic. 2. He may snore louder if you make sudden movements, but it doesn't mean he's awake. It's sort of like in the movies. 3. Call your roommate. It might be his friend. 4. Do number 3 especially if your cell phone is dead because your roommate probably left a message about it, you just haven't gotten it yet.
It may happen to you or it may not--A lesson for those of us who are still alive.
Part of the reason I didn't post to my blog at ALL was because there weren't ANY spiders in the shower last week. Ever. There used to be spiders every time I took a shower. I would make efforts to spare them on occasion so that they could go back and warn the others that the shower is a trap. Of course I would consider this a blog worthy subject, because shower time is my most lucid time of day.
Needless to say, I've been thinking a lot about the EencyWeency Spider. Is this a song about persistence or learning from your mistakes? I would like to talk to Mr. Weency and see what he has to say. "Mr. Weency, why do you commit this near insanity? Why don't you give up your spout climbing? Is there a message you want the world to hear?" Of course, the spider would say nothing. "I see. Resolve forbids you to speak, or even hint at a response."
I know that I've already mentionned programming, and I probably will several more times, but programming feels like near insanity to me.
Eency Weency Aaron worked the program out. Down came the bugs and stressed poor Aaron out. Out came the nap time to rest poor Aaron's brain, So the Eency Weency Aaron programmed once again.