Crickets! ARGHH!

@#$!*% nighttime noisemaker!

Well, I can tell it’s July.  The crickets have invaded the house.

When it gets good and hot outside, the little SOB’s look for coolness.  They find it at my house by crawling in through little teeny cracks and crevices in the exterior walls of my back badroom (aka my current master bedroom) and settle in to the cavity inside the wall and start chirping away.  The sound show begins most nights, like clockwork, around 30-60 minutes after dark.  They’re loud, they’re tenacious and they don’t take loud noises and such as a deterrent.  I’ve sealed and sealed and sealed cracks and crevices as I can find them and still I’ve obviously missed some since the problem isn’t gone – although its less severe than last year.

Oh well, this is what earplugs are for.

If I were ever to be in a position to be tortured for classified information, all they’d have to do is put a couple of damned crickets in the room with me and give me no way to silence them or kill them and I’d be giving up all my secrets in a couple of hours.  The sound of a single cricket close by drives me batsh*t faster than anything else.