The Great Invasion of 2005
Over spring break last year, I came back to my apartment with a huge suprise waiting. I spent the better part of that night destroying ants and cleaning up the aftermath. So, this year I was prepared, or so I thought.
These ants have been dubbed “Super Ants,” originally because they could fly, but now it is because they appear out of tiny holes in the cinder block wall of my apartment. I held them off much longer this year with sprays and traps and such, but inevitably, they have begun their invasion. At first, they were invading by apparently avoiding the poisons by walking on their dead brethren.
Infuriated by this, I spent another night “sealing” the corner that they favor. This seems to have slowed them to a trickle, but I have seen them appear through tiny holes — that I promptly seal, as well. I am left with no obvious entry points, but still ants coming in. I would say that on average I kill an ant once every 30 minutes during the evenings with my lights on. For whatever reason, they are highly attracted to my lamp which promptly toasts them.
Now you see, did you really want to know what was going on in my neck of the woods after all?
May 26th, 2005 at 2:09 am
One day you will be rich from all of your hard work and this will all be a fond memory. Stay strong, master of the formiciade (sp?) family of ants.. I think that’s right..
Biology has been many moon ago.
June 3rd, 2005 at 7:38 am
Every man must endure the tribulations of living in a sub par habitat in order to appreciate the future dwellings….One day you will learn grasshopper.