Lord of the Wasps
First of all, the public service announcement.
3RD ANNUAL BACKYARD BASH THIS SATURDAY, JULY 16TH. MY HOUSE, 3342 BART. 3PM TIL WHENEVER THE HELL YOU WANNA LEAVE. VOLLEYBALL, SLIP-N-SLIDE, AND BURGERS/HOT DOGS. And a new addition, at Jackie's suggestion, toilet paper instead of napkins. ALL ARE INVITED.
Ok, with that out of the way...
I have an picnic table in the back yard. The paint is peeling and it's just flat-out unsightly. So I decide I'm gonna strip it and repaint it before the party on saturday. So I go out in the back yard this afternoon, and after 2 hours of scraping away at the table with the wire brush, I start on the last board. That's when I feel an intense pain in my left leg. I look down and a cloud of wasps are swarming around my lower half. I curse, swat at them with my hat, and then realizing it's a losing battle, beat a retreat to the house, losing a sandal in the process. I get stung in the left arm just as I get to the door. I pace around the house for a few minutes til the stinging subsided, then I go back outside to try to locate the wasp nest. It is IN the picnic table. The table is held together with several hollow pieces of metal, and the nest is inside one of those. Locating my target, I then fetch a massive tank of bug killer complete with sprayer from the garage and blasted that thing to all hell and back. I went out later this evening and saw a few dead ones on the ground, but when I banged on the table a few more flew out looking for round 2. So I doused it again, but I don't think this stuff is all that effective. I need like, an insecticide hand grenade. I'll try to take care of it tomorrow so we won't have to worry about it during the party.
Sigh. I need to find work, because I have nothing better to do with my days other than give a detailed report of my battle with a wasp nest.
3RD ANNUAL BACKYARD BASH THIS SATURDAY, JULY 16TH. MY HOUSE, 3342 BART. 3PM TIL WHENEVER THE HELL YOU WANNA LEAVE. VOLLEYBALL, SLIP-N-SLIDE, AND BURGERS/HOT DOGS. And a new addition, at Jackie's suggestion, toilet paper instead of napkins. ALL ARE INVITED.
Ok, with that out of the way...
I have an picnic table in the back yard. The paint is peeling and it's just flat-out unsightly. So I decide I'm gonna strip it and repaint it before the party on saturday. So I go out in the back yard this afternoon, and after 2 hours of scraping away at the table with the wire brush, I start on the last board. That's when I feel an intense pain in my left leg. I look down and a cloud of wasps are swarming around my lower half. I curse, swat at them with my hat, and then realizing it's a losing battle, beat a retreat to the house, losing a sandal in the process. I get stung in the left arm just as I get to the door. I pace around the house for a few minutes til the stinging subsided, then I go back outside to try to locate the wasp nest. It is IN the picnic table. The table is held together with several hollow pieces of metal, and the nest is inside one of those. Locating my target, I then fetch a massive tank of bug killer complete with sprayer from the garage and blasted that thing to all hell and back. I went out later this evening and saw a few dead ones on the ground, but when I banged on the table a few more flew out looking for round 2. So I doused it again, but I don't think this stuff is all that effective. I need like, an insecticide hand grenade. I'll try to take care of it tomorrow so we won't have to worry about it during the party.
Sigh. I need to find work, because I have nothing better to do with my days other than give a detailed report of my battle with a wasp nest.