Nov. 15th, 2003

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In my bathroom. Well, ok, one scorpion in my bathroom last night. Don't know where it came in from, don't know when it came in, don't know how long it was traversing the terrains of my home. Alls I know is this: We walk around barefoot in this house. These are fairly large, desert-landscaping-colored, aggressive scorpions. Our entire house is earth-tone. How'n tha fuck we gonna see these rotten little invaders unless we actually step on or nearby one or brush one?
Spiders in the house are different. They know they don't belong. When you approach a spider on the wall, say, with murder in your eyes & a piece of toilet paper in your hand, the spider has the sense to hunch up & stand very, very still, making the smallest possible target of itself. If you get too close, they bolt for cover. Scorpions, on the other hand, are like New York cabbies. You get to close to one, they puff up & wave their pincers around as if to say, "Ay! I'm standing here! What, you talking to me? Are YOU talking to ME? Bring it on, meatbag!" Scorpions, for the most part, are very small bugs (arthropods for you etymology geeks out there) with very big balls.
As a potential gardner, I've got no problem w/the scorpion population as long as they stay outside. I don't know if this single scorpion was a wandering nomad, lost in the maze of urbania trying to get home, or if it was a scout, or, more likely, the same scorpion that came after me the other day on the porch. It's probably been looking for me, and now that its plans were foiled by the dustpan, it will be even more determined to seek my bare feet out & make my life miserable.
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I was going to type something in here, but now I don't remember what it was... It's kind of like that old joke:

The older I get, the more I think about the Hereafter. I walk into a room, scratch my head & say to myself, "Now, what was I here after?"

Do you ever have things you do so routinely & so much by repetition that when you're done, you don't really remember doing it, and you walk around feeling like you've forgotten to do something, but you don't exactly know what? Every night is like that for me.

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