I think I'll call them Sparky, Motsy, Philip, Professor Wikipedia, Rex....
I think we all know, I am not the classiest of girls. On any given day you'll find me wearing whatever I fell asleep in, which is usually what I was wearing the day before. (I'm kidding! I only fall asleep in my clothes 4 times a week, and I typically change in mornings. Though its getting cold and even that's starting to seem less important.)
So when I moved onto the boat of luxuriant hedonism, I expected it to be, well, a luxuriously hedonistic lifestyle. I assumed I would have to invest in a fur bathrobe and Paris Hilton-esque sunglasses, and spend my nights sipping Italian wine while coyly flirting with Arabian princes on the balcony. No luck, sadly no sheiks have made their way to the Imbaba slum district, surprising I know!
However, I quickly learned that houseboats on the Nile are buggy. Looking like I was raised in Canada by lumberjacks means that it didn't take long for me to not be bothered by the bugs. But this weekend I realized that comfortableness that has developed might be too extreme. I woke up and went out to the balcony to have my morning tea, only to see my roommate had dropped a tablespoon of peanut butter on the ground, my immediate thought was "I should clean that up." Then, I thought "Nah, the ants will get it."
Couple hours later, the peanut butter was just a slight oil stain.
That's right. I treat the bugs like they are the house dog. Well, I've always wanted a pet in Cairo, I suppose.
Coming up with names for all of them is going to be a hassle though.
So when I moved onto the boat of luxuriant hedonism, I expected it to be, well, a luxuriously hedonistic lifestyle. I assumed I would have to invest in a fur bathrobe and Paris Hilton-esque sunglasses, and spend my nights sipping Italian wine while coyly flirting with Arabian princes on the balcony. No luck, sadly no sheiks have made their way to the Imbaba slum district, surprising I know!
However, I quickly learned that houseboats on the Nile are buggy. Looking like I was raised in Canada by lumberjacks means that it didn't take long for me to not be bothered by the bugs. But this weekend I realized that comfortableness that has developed might be too extreme. I woke up and went out to the balcony to have my morning tea, only to see my roommate had dropped a tablespoon of peanut butter on the ground, my immediate thought was "I should clean that up." Then, I thought "Nah, the ants will get it."
Couple hours later, the peanut butter was just a slight oil stain.
That's right. I treat the bugs like they are the house dog. Well, I've always wanted a pet in Cairo, I suppose.
Coming up with names for all of them is going to be a hassle though.
posted by Detrie at 10:20 AM
5 Comments:
I was raised by lumberjacks in Canada, too...without a fridge. Maybe we really are brother and sister.
What you need to understand is that you live with the ants in a symbiotic relationship, and that their shorter lifestyle may mean that they have become evolutionarily dependent on your (and your unnamed roommate's) accidental largesse.
If you were to begin denying these ants peanut butter, you would be fucking them over twice — first by disruting their natural food cycle with your sugary, high-protein pastes, then by denying them that substitute diet once the've become dependent.
So suck it up and accept that you are responsible for Professor Wikipedia et al, not just as a pet owner is toward her cat or dog, but as a creator-god is responsible for her hapless creations.
p.s. I was raised in Canada Jr. by lawyers and the invisible hand of the market.
Lawyers and Adam Smith, eh? I think i'd rather be raised by grizzly bears and woodpeckers. At least I'd end up with some morals at the end of the day.
As one of the afore-mentioned lumberjacks, I have decided it is best to stay out of this conversation.
BTW, I do not remember giving birth to a fourth child, but you never know...
This line struck me "since it is getting cold". I learned something new today... it gets cold in Egypt??! Also, I am happy that wish for some new pets is fulfilled Megan, and free of charge!
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