As I may have mentioned previously, ok numerous times, summer is nearing the end. Thank goodness. Spending extra time with my family and friends these past few weeks had me thinking- I’m sure glad those blood suckers will be gone soon.
I’m talking about mosquitos.
When I was younger and lived in Edmonton, I swear the mosquitos were twice the size they are now. But I was half the size I am now also, so it’s all relative. We lived near some pretty marshy land where we went hunting for frogs. The perfect location for mosquitos to be. As we got “bitten”, my friends and I used to wait for the mosquitos to get a good amount of blood in them, then squash the buggers. The splat smear was the best part. The itching sucked. No matter how much OFF! my parents sprayed on us, we still got bit.
Living in Edmonton in the early 80’s, I recall a fantastically bad Canadian children’s educational show called “The Hilarious House of Frightenstein“. It was already in re-runs by the time I began watching it. But there was a mosquito character that came down onto a foot, told a bad joke, followed by a boing noise. Added bonus, bad costumes, crappy puppets, silly jokes, plus Vincent Price was the star. It was filled with hippy psychedelic imagery. Perfect for the 70’s. I don’t remember much more than that, but I think I shall search out the show and see it in all of it’s glory once more.
Anyways, back to this summer: I’ve only been “bitten” about three times. I hardly used repellent, so I think the mosquitos just don’t like the taste of me. I hope this keeps up for years to come.