Ugly

Just in case you have never seen a cave cricket.  They are so gross.  They don't always jump like crickets (but they can!  They can jump really high!), a lot of times they just creepy crawl around like nasty pointy spiders.  So lately, we have been finding baby cave crickets in the house.  Not nearly as scary as full grown cave crickets, but the potential of multiple adult cave crickets in the house is enough motivation to overpower any guilt I may have about smushing them.  The other day, I was in my bathroom, on the can.  Just peeing, mind you, and I was completely finished-- all I needed to do was stand up and flush, but I saw a couple of baby cave crickets and had paused to smush them.  Andy happened by the open door, just as a full grown cave cricket jumped from out of nowhere right at me.  I came running out of the bathroom at full speed, pants around my knees, yelling all the way.  Not screaming like a girl, I was yelling like a soldier running from an explosion.  Those things are SCARY!!!!  And I was absolutely convinced that Andy had thrown that thing at me.  His response at my accusation:  "Now why would I throw a cave cricket at you?  Especially when you're just going to act like a girl about it?"  Can you believe that?  I think anyone who came face to face with a cave cricket, caught literally and figuratively with their pants down, would have reacted the same way.

I remember a friend in Columbia a few years back telling me she had cave crickets in her basement, and how ugly and creepy they were.  She was so right.