Thursday, August 6, 2015


There is not much to post about of late, because we're staying in San Benito to run out the Thousand Trails clock.  I'm looking forward to Reno next month...for now we're in stasis mode.  I admit I've suffered a little of my old depression, but it's temporary.  We'll be moving on soon.

When we first got here our greatest annoyance were the electricity issues.  We couldn't run the A/C without tripping the breaker or causing our whole section of the park to lose power.  Some days were HOT. 

The weather has cooled lately, and a few days we've been able to get the A/C to work without issue.  The heat isn't what's annoying anymore.  It's ants.

I've never seen such dimwitted ants before in my life.  These are not normal ants.  With normal ants some scouts wander into your domain and find some bounty, be it a bowl of cat food or a cough drop who's wrapper isn't all the way closed, then the scout goes home to his ant hill while leaving a chemical trail and other ants follow it back.  You have a line of ants with a pile of them working the cat kibble or whatever.  You freak out.  You throw away the cat food, follow the trail to where they're getting in, and block it off with poison or by smooshing a tissue into the hole.  Then your ant problem is over until another scout gets in another way and finds another bounty to lead his army to.

This is how I'm accustomed to dealing with ants.  In my experience, they're usually small and red.  I've encountered those big black ones now and again, but they have more trouble squeezing through sealed doors.  The little red ones get in everywhere.

The ants in this campground are the usual size for red ants, but they have black heads and red bodies.  So, they're not the usual ant I've dealt with, and they make that all too clear. 

These ants are morons.  COMPLETE MORONS.  All they do is scout.  Scout, scout, scout.  Hundreds of scouts.  On your counter.  On your bed.  On your table.  On your walls.  On your ceiling.  I know some of them find stuff because before I squish them I sometimes see them carrying a breadcrumb or something.  And I know there are food stuffs available, like this rebellious blueberry I'm looking at under the table, where they can send for reinforcements to clear it out. 

That never happens, though.  I can't find a normal ant trail to destroy.  They're just every where.  I mean, seriously.  I sprayed all the RV's points of contact with the ground so I'm not seeing too many right now, but for a while you just had to look around for a little bit and you'd spot one.  Just one.  By itself.  WANDERING AROUND LIKE A MORON.

No organization here.  Just chaotic searching.  Why don't you idiots get it together?! 

Well, anyway, the good thing is that they don't seem to bite.  My mother and I have found so many crawling on us that if they bit we'd know it by now.  They're easily squished, and not swarming like the ants we usually deal with.  I'm especially allergic to ant bites.  I scratched the top layer of skin off my foot after an attack.  Fortunately, these are peaceful idiots.

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