Crickets are FUN!

"jmcquown" wrote in message
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I seem to have an infestation of crickets. I suppose it is due to the
changing of the seasons. But these are not normal crickets; they are big
pale brown ugly suckers with striped thoraxes. They live in my built-in
storage room off the patio; I open the door wide and try to let the birds
who eat bugs have a party with them. But sometimes they find their way
into
my apartment. The storage room adjoins my master bedroom closet; oh uh...
no!

Persia finds them in my bathroom and even in the bathtub. She chases them
all around. Has a big time batting them around; oooh look! A hoppy toy!

Get'em, girl! Please??? They are just gross. I don't mind regular
crickets but these things are just too big and ugly for words. Sic'em,
Persia! Get them out of my house!

Jill
--
I used to have a handle on life...but it broke off.


my cats love crickets, we have frogs so i get crickets from the pet store
for them, i hafe to keep the crickets in the container in the closet, cause
the cats will knock it over to get at them. it is great fun for them to get
an escapee and play and play. they think it is great fun as well to get in
the action when i feed the frogs, they get their little heads in the tank
and try and catch the crickets in the tank.......
they are hillarious!

"jmcquown" wrote in message
news
I seem to have an infestation of crickets. I suppose it is due to the
changing of the seasons. But these are not normal crickets; they are big
pale brown ugly suckers with striped thoraxes. They live in my built-in
storage room off the patio; I open the door wide and try to let the birds
who eat bugs have a party with them. But sometimes they find their way
into
my apartment. The storage room adjoins my master bedroom closet; oh uh...
no!

Persia finds them in my bathroom and even in the bathtub. She chases them
all around. Has a big time batting them around; oooh look! A hoppy toy!

Get'em, girl! Please??? They are just gross. I don't mind regular
crickets but these things are just too big and ugly for words. Sic'em,
Persia! Get them out of my house!

Jill
--
I used to have a handle on life...but it broke off.


my cats love crickets, we have frogs so i get crickets from the pet store
for them, i hafe to keep the crickets in the container in the closet, cause
the cats will knock it over to get at them. it is great fun for them to get
an escapee and play and play. they think it is great fun as well to get in
the action when i feed the frogs, they get their little heads in the tank
and try and catch the crickets in the tank.......
they are hillarious!

Magic Mood Jeep© wrote:
Cicadas. But this isn't them. The adults mated this spring, laid
their eggs (bored into smaller tree branches) & then died. Eggs
hatched & then the babies (known as nymphs) drop off the trees and
bore into the ground, to hibernate for another 17 years.

I live in south-central Indiana, and those cicadas were plenty loud
when they were about, for about a month. Ever seen War of the
World?? The sound the alien space craft make??? That's what all the
cicadas together sounded like - the background ones - a constant
cyclic humming buzz.

When I was in school studying broadcasting the instructor turned off the
lights in the classroom and made us listen to 'War of the Worlds', the
original radio broadcast in 1932 by Orson Welles, with our heads down on our
desks. We were told to just imagine what it was like to have nothing more
than radio stimulus like our parents and grandparents had. People actually
*believed* it; it caused the FCC to create a law stating they had to say it
was a radio program, not actual news. My mom remembers when it happend; she
was a child of 4 or 5.

This gave me a whole new appreciation for music and radio. Never was a big
fan of television, although I do like old movies

Still don't like those sqooshy crickets, though. Sic'em, Persia!

Jill


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"jmcquown" wrote:


I seem to have an infestation of crickets. I suppose it is due to
the changing of the seasons. But these are not normal crickets;
they are big pale brown ugly suckers with striped thoraxes.

I wonder if this has anything to do with that 17-year cycle of
cricket mating, or whatever that was? (It happened earlier in the
year, but these could be their descendants I guess.) Sorry, my
memory of this isn't all that clear. I just remember that every 17
years, some type of cricket or locust or something suddenly emerges
from invisibility, and they're everywhere.

Joyce - glad to be in the western USA, far from any cricket
infestations

Magic Mood Jeep© wrote:
Cicadas. But this isn't them. The adults mated this spring, laid
their eggs (bored into smaller tree branches) & then died. Eggs
hatched & then the babies (known as nymphs) drop off the trees and
bore into the ground, to hibernate for another 17 years.

I live in south-central Indiana, and those cicadas were plenty loud
when they were about, for about a month. Ever seen War of the
World?? The sound the alien space craft make??? That's what all the
cicadas together sounded like - the background ones - a constant
cyclic humming buzz.

When I was in school studying broadcasting the instructor turned off the
lights in the classroom and made us listen to 'War of the Worlds', the
original radio broadcast in 1932 by Orson Welles, with our heads down on our
desks. We were told to just imagine what it was like to have nothing more
than radio stimulus like our parents and grandparents had. People actually
*believed* it; it caused the FCC to create a law stating they had to say it
was a radio program, not actual news. My mom remembers when it happend; she
was a child of 4 or 5.

This gave me a whole new appreciation for music and radio. Never was a big
fan of television, although I do like old movies

Still don't like those sqooshy crickets, though. Sic'em, Persia!

Jill


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"jmcquown" wrote:


I seem to have an infestation of crickets. I suppose it is due to
the changing of the seasons. But these are not normal crickets;
they are big pale brown ugly suckers with striped thoraxes.

I wonder if this has anything to do with that 17-year cycle of
cricket mating, or whatever that was? (It happened earlier in the
year, but these could be their descendants I guess.) Sorry, my
memory of this isn't all that clear. I just remember that every 17
years, some type of cricket or locust or something suddenly emerges
from invisibility, and they're everywhere.

Joyce - glad to be in the western USA, far from any cricket
infestations

Magic Mood Jeep© wrote:
Cicadas. But this isn't them. The adults mated this spring, laid
their eggs (bored into smaller tree branches) & then died. Eggs
hatched & then the babies (known as nymphs) drop off the trees and
bore into the ground, to hibernate for another 17 years.

I live in south-central Indiana, and those cicadas were plenty loud
when they were about, for about a month. Ever seen War of the
World?? The sound the alien space craft make??? That's what all the
cicadas together sounded like - the background ones - a constant
cyclic humming buzz.

When I was in school studying broadcasting the instructor turned off the
lights in the classroom and made us listen to 'War of the Worlds', the
original radio broadcast in 1932 by Orson Welles, with our heads down on our
desks. We were told to just imagine what it was like to have nothing more
than radio stimulus like our parents and grandparents had. People actually
*believed* it; it caused the FCC to create a law stating they had to say it
was a radio program, not actual news. My mom remembers when it happend; she
was a child of 4 or 5.

This gave me a whole new appreciation for music and radio. Never was a big
fan of television, although I do like old movies

Still don't like those sqooshy crickets, though. Sic'em, Persia!

Jill


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"jmcquown" wrote:


I seem to have an infestation of crickets. I suppose it is due to
the changing of the seasons. But these are not normal crickets;
they are big pale brown ugly suckers with striped thoraxes.

I wonder if this has anything to do with that 17-year cycle of
cricket mating, or whatever that was? (It happened earlier in the
year, but these could be their descendants I guess.) Sorry, my
memory of this isn't all that clear. I just remember that every 17
years, some type of cricket or locust or something suddenly emerges
from invisibility, and they're everywhere.

Joyce - glad to be in the western USA, far from any cricket
infestations

"jmcquown" wrote:

When I was in school studying broadcasting the instructor turned off the
lights in the classroom and made us listen to 'War of the Worlds', the
original radio broadcast in 1932 by Orson Welles, with our heads down on our
desks. We were told to just imagine what it was like to have nothing more
than radio stimulus like our parents and grandparents had. People actually
*believed* it; it caused the FCC to create a law stating they had to say it
was a radio program, not actual news. My mom remembers when it happend; she
was a child of 4 or 5.

We listened to the broadcast, too, when we were doing a module on
science fiction in 6th grade. The funny thing was, they said that it
was not real during every commercial break, and there were several!
We didn't understand how it could have caused a panic. Maybe some
people had poor radio reception, or didn't hang around for the
commercial breaks. I imagine radios were much bulkier back then, so
if they had to go get their shotgun or whatever, they couldn't bring
their radios with them.

Still don't like those sqooshy crickets, though. Sic'em, Persia!

If they're the same things I'm thinking of, I prefer them to regular
crickets. They're quieter, easier to catch, and less aggressive.
Plus, the mice like to eat them.

"jmcquown" wrote:

When I was in school studying broadcasting the instructor turned off the
lights in the classroom and made us listen to 'War of the Worlds', the
original radio broadcast in 1932 by Orson Welles, with our heads down on our
desks. We were told to just imagine what it was like to have nothing more
than radio stimulus like our parents and grandparents had. People actually
*believed* it; it caused the FCC to create a law stating they had to say it
was a radio program, not actual news. My mom remembers when it happend; she
was a child of 4 or 5.

We listened to the broadcast, too, when we were doing a module on
science fiction in 6th grade. The funny thing was, they said that it
was not real during every commercial break, and there were several!
We didn't understand how it could have caused a panic. Maybe some
people had poor radio reception, or didn't hang around for the
commercial breaks. I imagine radios were much bulkier back then, so
if they had to go get their shotgun or whatever, they couldn't bring
their radios with them.

Still don't like those sqooshy crickets, though. Sic'em, Persia!

If they're the same things I'm thinking of, I prefer them to regular
crickets. They're quieter, easier to catch, and less aggressive.
Plus, the mice like to eat them.

"jmcquown" wrote:

When I was in school studying broadcasting the instructor turned off the
lights in the classroom and made us listen to 'War of the Worlds', the
original radio broadcast in 1932 by Orson Welles, with our heads down on our
desks. We were told to just imagine what it was like to have nothing more
than radio stimulus like our parents and grandparents had. People actually
*believed* it; it caused the FCC to create a law stating they had to say it
was a radio program, not actual news. My mom remembers when it happend; she
was a child of 4 or 5.

We listened to the broadcast, too, when we were doing a module on
science fiction in 6th grade. The funny thing was, they said that it
was not real during every commercial break, and there were several!
We didn't understand how it could have caused a panic. Maybe some
people had poor radio reception, or didn't hang around for the
commercial breaks. I imagine radios were much bulkier back then, so
if they had to go get their shotgun or whatever, they couldn't bring
their radios with them.

Still don't like those sqooshy crickets, though. Sic'em, Persia!

If they're the same things I'm thinking of, I prefer them to regular
crickets. They're quieter, easier to catch, and less aggressive.
Plus, the mice like to eat them.

Takayuki wrote:
"jmcquown" wrote:

When I was in school studying broadcasting the instructor turned off
the lights in the classroom and made us listen to 'War of the
Worlds', the original radio broadcast in 1932 by Orson Welles, with
our heads down on our desks. We were told to just imagine what it
was like to have nothing more than radio stimulus like our parents
and grandparents had. People actually *believed* it; it caused the
FCC to create a law stating they had to say it was a radio program,
not actual news. My mom remembers when it happend; she was a child
of 4 or 5.

We listened to the broadcast, too, when we were doing a module on
science fiction in 6th grade. The funny thing was, they said that it
was not real during every commercial break, and there were several!
We didn't understand how it could have caused a panic. Maybe some
people had poor radio reception, or didn't hang around for the
commercial breaks.

There were no commercials during the original broadcast, silly. It was an
hour+ of what was purported to be "news", not sci-fi; they didn't know what
sci-fi was back then. Scared the crap out of some people to the point of
committing suicide.

Jill

Takayuki wrote:
"jmcquown" wrote:

When I was in school studying broadcasting the instructor turned off
the lights in the classroom and made us listen to 'War of the
Worlds', the original radio broadcast in 1932 by Orson Welles, with
our heads down on our desks. We were told to just imagine what it
was like to have nothing more than radio stimulus like our parents
and grandparents had. People actually *believed* it; it caused the
FCC to create a law stating they had to say it was a radio program,
not actual news. My mom remembers when it happend; she was a child
of 4 or 5.

We listened to the broadcast, too, when we were doing a module on
science fiction in 6th grade. The funny thing was, they said that it
was not real during every commercial break, and there were several!
We didn't understand how it could have caused a panic. Maybe some
people had poor radio reception, or didn't hang around for the
commercial breaks.

There were no commercials during the original broadcast, silly. It was an
hour+ of what was purported to be "news", not sci-fi; they didn't know what
sci-fi was back then. Scared the crap out of some people to the point of
committing suicide.

Jill