Here in Guatemala, after the rain, these huge beetles come out. I mean, really freaking huge. And slow. Flying, slowly, loudly, seeking..uhh..well, I really have no idea what they’re doing at all. They come in numbers, too; we’re talking 5-8 at every street light, and who knows how many in the darkness in-between. The little ones are the size of a film canister, the really big ones would give your hands mass a good run for its money.
After living here for 9 months good dave gave in to bad dave, in a weak moment my goodwill caved in to crude desire. I punted a giant flying beetle.
So, did I mention that these beetles also have a giant Rhinoceros-like horn?
Nice writings, sometimes you entertain me and sometimes you make me think. So I thought, “I wonder if there is a relationship between the two blogs, the one about kicking a flying rhinoceros and the one about the idiot..then I was entertained — sweet!
Love you Dave!
P.S.:, wish you were here tomorrow for Men’s breakfast. Wendy is the featured speaker, sharing her vision for tutoring, and Bob H. is helping me serve sourdough pancakes!