mjranum@gouldsd.UUCP (Marcus J. Ranum) (08/28/86)
The other night I found a large cricket in my bedroom as I was drifting off to sleep. Since they eat fabrics and such, I quickly zapped him with a bugspray and tried to catch him to get rid of the corpse. He jumped into a crack in the wall, and wouldn't come out until I gave up and went back to bed. For the rest of the evening, he crawled around on the floor, making horrible little scratching noises on the parquet, but I never could locate him again. In the morning he was dead. This was a horrible experience and I had to tell someone about it. -- In the city fields Three days, neglected cherry-branch... Dew, shining in the grass