Saturday, August 24, 2013

Duck Season? No Thanks!

It's not often that the Common Urban Urbane Domesticated Male gets to bag an animal guilt free. Kill a squirrel and the nice old lady across the street will be sure to call down the full weight of the law upon you.

Vermints like raccoons are plentiful and offer easy pickins but the freshly turned dirt and traces of lime inevitably attract choppers overhead.

The workaround is to go away on vacation, leave a banana on the kitchen counter and return to a house full of fruit flies. Easy peasy, prayers answered.

Wasn't me that started the weaponization of the flower vase; t'was the boy.  What's that sayin' 'bout the apple not falling far from the tree?

In order to succeed at this cat and fly game, you need a large container (wife's flower vase/coke or whiskey bottle or some such thing). A piece of paper rolled up conically and taped so it won't come unfurled. And a bit of Saran Wrap with a too small a hole pocked in it for your conical paper.

For bait, any ol' smelly bit of fruit will do. As will a bit of vinegar with banana pieces. Peel or actual banana; makes no difference to yer prey.

The pictures explain this better than all these high-falutin' words.

My boy and I...we caught us 20-30 fruit flies in under 3 hours.

A microwave is a wonderful and discrete tool. BUT, for the record, we jus' released them to the open air and sat down to a few beer after. 

Saturday, August 03, 2013

Bene Gesserit Litany Against Fear

    I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the fear has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain.