I think that bug is related to Lilty's fish.

I'm hoping Mr. C Bug won't hold out as long as Cap'n Jack the fish did.

askye, for god's sake, knock the bug out of the blinds and just stomp on it and put it out of its misery.

From my inbox.

This happened in my hometown. Gawd I love that place. [link]

Also, yay my sister! A fwd from my mother has a nice review for the show my sister is in and she says "This is the show that just got picked up for representation for a possible national tour in 2005/2006 by the same people who put out Prarie Home Companion."

Askye--you gotta get the bug spray right on the bug, like from 4 or 5 inches away.

I can't get it out. That's part of the problem. He's stuck betwen parts of the blind it's not open at the bottom so I can't push him through. I'm not even sure I could pull him out if I wanted to. Once he dies he's staying in there until the whole thing comes down.

I did manage to stab him a bunch of times so that should be the end of it.

Okay, stabbing is good. I'm just envisioning your living room as some sort of "Texas Chainsaw Massacre," but for bugs.

ION, I'm slightly bored and refuse to wash the dishes, so I've been Buff Diving, and I just feel the need to present BRQG's Greatest Hits (based entirely on my amusement factor):

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Bronto Smackdown

Nutty: Cutest typo in a Literary thread ever. I'm sitting here imagining Jane Eyre as a giant, long-necked dinosaur bashing in the skulls of other dinosaurs to proclaim herself Queen! Queen of the primordial swamp!!

Jess PMoon: Reader, I trampled him.

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PMM: While individual episodes of Life, 2002 and Life, 2003 have been good, the major arcs have sucked ass, and I don't think it would be going out on a limb to say that the Universe appears to have jumped the shark.

Those are good dives.

Emmett's playing with his new Star Wars Chess set (Darth is the queen to the Sith Lord's King. Yoda is King over Obi Wan's Queen. Make of this what you will.) that he got as his graduate from 3rd grade present.

We all saw Howl's Moving Castle again today, and thoroughly enjoyed. Emmett's wearing a spiffy new blue-with-white-stripes shirt that JZ bought for him.

More BRQG's Greatest Hits:

victor infante: Zombies are the new vampire.

Perkins: Or the new monkey.

victor infante: ZOMBIE MONKIES!?!?!?!?! Then I ate her brains, now I'm a believer...

Perkins: Oh what can it mean, to a zombie believer, and a homecoming queen?

victor infante: Take the last train to Clarkesville and I'll eat you at the station...

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FayJay: I'm a Wyvern, apparently. Which I always understood to be a poor cousin of the dragon - sort of the embarrassing mythical reptile relative who would turn up at Christmas parties looking a bit skanky and being PreMenstrually unpredictable.

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billytea: Of course, I grew up on Doctor Who, so apparently I can be creeped out by a sock puppet if it's lit properly.

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ita: The ad where marijuana means you let random people have sex with you? Odd. The ad that says marijuana makes you dumb enough to shoot people? Where are these people getting their weed? They need to try the Jamaican stuff instead.

And more (also, I made the discovery that I've been COMMed way more than I ought to be, because I am NOT that funny):

shrift: All my dresses are things like black lycra with speedracer stripes, animal print miniskirts, brown suede... well, it would suffice to say that I own no dresses that are appropriate for running along the beach with my mother in a feminine hygiene product commercial.

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Tom S:

Now I'm imagining Middle Earth PSAs: Hi, Frodo here. I'm here to tell you that owning the One Ring is not cool. Just Say No to the One Ring.

This is your brain. This is your brain after looking into the Palantir. Any questions?

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PMM: I have a theory that any children we have will be short, round little things with a good deal of hair and large eyes. Fat lemurs, really.

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msbelle: I think we should all celebrate and exemplify the passive worker.

juliana: I would prefer not to.

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Sue: Spike now has the soul of the Master Thespian.

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And finally....

Hecubus: Formless entities need love too.

Amych: Sure, but do they really need nipples?

PMM: Sure! Where else would the tequila come from?

Sophia: If I die, and it turns out that God has tequila-spouting nipples, I will expire again from laughter. Then again, I will probably never know, as I may be going straight to hell just for saying that.

PMM: G-d is perfection. Of course G-d's nipples spout 100% blue agave tequila, and G-d's tears dry instantly to sharp, perfect crystals of salt. And G-d sweats lime.

cashmere: congratulations, this has converted this agnostic. praise the lord.