Rice, Roaches, & Song Writing
First of all let me start off by saying I have learned there is NOTHING, and I mean, nothing, quite as satisfying as killing a mosquito. Allow me to describe (in detail) a nightly occurrence that brings great joy and satisfaction to all on my team. There you are lying in bed—Needtobreathe playing in your earphones, sweat covering your body—and then you see it. The taunting mosquito dancing dramatically inside your mosquito netted bed. You formulate a plan. Slowly you entice the satan bug by raising your foot closer to its hovering wings. Closer and closer...