Despite stopping up the gap in the window caused by the air conditioner (with weather stripping AND a little tin foil, just so the aliens can keep from reading our thoughts, too!) there were mosquitoes again last night.
He was in the living room, buzzing around, after Ann went to bed and I was up sorta-watching “Grand Prix,” which is best described as a NASCAR race shot by the lens of the original “Thomas Crowne Affair.”
Then he was in the bedroom. I heard him buzzing. Then I felt itchy bumps on my elbow and (the worst) my fingers! I later went into the bathroom. He was in the toilet!!! AGAGAGGGGGGHHHHH!!!!!! Not only is there a mosquito flying around but a DIRTY TOILET MOSQUITO!!!!
My only hope is that the alien barricade is keeping new ones out and that the old one will die soon. How long do mosquitoes live? Don’t they die after a couple of days?
I suggested spraying Deep Woods OFF in the bedroom, but Ann looked at me like I was crazy.
