I don't feel like blogging. I don't feel like doing anything. It's been real hot and humid here in Los Angeles. Humid relative to LA, about forty-four percent.
The ants love it. They're finding things, exploring new territory. Unfortunately, my kitchen was found. I had to battle them off. I followed their trail inside, than outside. I destroyed their bridges and flooded their armies.
I discovered they were working two fronts. Both fronts had bridges. One trail led straight to my BBQ. The other to my box of Maple Nut Cereal. I couldn't locate their headquarters, but once the bridges were gone they slowed some. I still got the occasional scout looking for something good to eat. I thought about killing the scout, just because I could, but I let him go free. I had secured my food. They weren't going to find anything else to eat.
