The compound is under construction. Gathering enough plywood, galvanized tin and used trailers takes time, not to mention stockpiling all the shotgun ammo, canned goods and bourbon.
It's that substandard NW suburb soil keeping them from emerging.You need some quality Brookfield earth, sweetened with bat guano and giraffe dung from the nearby zoo.And no. You cannot have any of our cicadas or bat guano.
We don't even get cicadas here, but unless you've got your hearing aid turned off, I'm sure you haven't accidentally missed them.
They've been a huge source of disappointment in my life. Blog post to follow.
I hope they never come. I hate them already.
Grant, fear not. I'm ready for them. I have a big bottle of Worcestershire sauce and a bag of seasoned flour to bread them in, and a skillet. I don't know how many we'll be able to eat when they arrive, but we'll do our best.Johnny, I'm done waiting for them. They'll get no special joyous welcome from our household now.Barbara, Splotchy lives south of here and he's swarmed by em. It's a matter of time.Splotchy, I have my own supply, thanks. I keep it next to the corned beef hash and condensed milk down in the bunker.
I'm peeved. I want the damn cicadas and I want 'em now!
You guys are going to get a plague of biblical proportions in a few days. You're just asking for trouble, I tell you.Or maybe the global warming got 'em.
Bubs, I am sad to say that I know this, but the cicada you have pictured is the annual variety. The ones we are looking for are not nearly as pretty. The 17-year cicadas are black with red eyes. Personally, I think the annual cicadas are kind of pretty as far as large bugs go.
Ah, Ten, I took a chance there and you caught me. I knew that was a "dog day" cicada, not the 17 year variety. Mea culpa.
hold it you want insects to show up?????
They're so damned noisy!
Dale, yeah, damn noisy sizzling in my big iron skillet, frying in a tasty batter!Katy, yes. The cicada infestation is the social event of the season here in the Chicago suburbs. Well, really, the social event of 17 seasons...
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