Cheap Socks and Biohazard Ants
Yes, that's really what the post will be about. The icon has nothing to do with it, except that I got word back about using the image after all, and have made this icon and one that's a transparent gif. Should stick them in my icon-gallery in case anybody wants them.
Although it occurs to me that I had been misremembering that as more a blood drop instead of a heart, and thus more obviously a blood-drive icon. Hmm. Oh well, it's pretty.
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So, on Tuesday night I was waiting for my ride home when I noticed that there were ants on the floor over near the corner. There wasn't any particularly organized trail; it looked more as if someone had lightly sprinkled the area with ants, and then the more observant or lucky among them had clustered around a few dropped peanuts and a bit of sticky stuff on the floor.
This was not odd. It's hardly a sealed environment. Sometimes there are ants.
However, it didn't appear that the ant trail (or rather smear) led toward the outdoors. It did not go to the nearby exterior door. If there was a small opening elsewhere on the wall or windows, I could not see it.
It did, however, extend under the door to the nearest lab, which was adorned with a small orange "BIOHAZARD" sign.
If I lived in a movie, we would be so doomed.
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I have chocolate milk. Yum.
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I also have cheap dress socks. I am not drinking them, as I'm sure you will all be glad to know. By "cheap," I mean they are $1/pair at the drugstore, and the toe seam is a bit more prominent than I would choose, and I doubt they're especially durable. But they're soft and otherwise comfortable and they serve their purpose, especially since I don't wear dress socks all that often, so I am happy with them. All but one, that is. I bought a few extra pairs tonight (two black, one gray, and one cream -- I haven't actually had occasion for gray or cream dress socks, but for two bucks I might as well be prepared) because one of the first black pair is hiding from me.
Too bad they didn't have brown though. I wanted a brown pair.
Although it occurs to me that I had been misremembering that as more a blood drop instead of a heart, and thus more obviously a blood-drive icon. Hmm. Oh well, it's pretty.
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So, on Tuesday night I was waiting for my ride home when I noticed that there were ants on the floor over near the corner. There wasn't any particularly organized trail; it looked more as if someone had lightly sprinkled the area with ants, and then the more observant or lucky among them had clustered around a few dropped peanuts and a bit of sticky stuff on the floor.
This was not odd. It's hardly a sealed environment. Sometimes there are ants.
However, it didn't appear that the ant trail (or rather smear) led toward the outdoors. It did not go to the nearby exterior door. If there was a small opening elsewhere on the wall or windows, I could not see it.
It did, however, extend under the door to the nearest lab, which was adorned with a small orange "BIOHAZARD" sign.
If I lived in a movie, we would be so doomed.
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I have chocolate milk. Yum.
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I also have cheap dress socks. I am not drinking them, as I'm sure you will all be glad to know. By "cheap," I mean they are $1/pair at the drugstore, and the toe seam is a bit more prominent than I would choose, and I doubt they're especially durable. But they're soft and otherwise comfortable and they serve their purpose, especially since I don't wear dress socks all that often, so I am happy with them. All but one, that is. I bought a few extra pairs tonight (two black, one gray, and one cream -- I haven't actually had occasion for gray or cream dress socks, but for two bucks I might as well be prepared) because one of the first black pair is hiding from me.
Too bad they didn't have brown though. I wanted a brown pair.