I propose that weird stuff is the Outer Bank’s main export. Not that its a bad thing. Its just like Jimmy Buffett said; If we weren’t all crazy we would go insane.
Well, its simple. The past week. First, I saw this guy at a local souvenir shop I used to visit as a kid: He found the mask and put it on to embarrass his kid. He started growling because he apparently didn’t realize what it was that he put on his head. Half way though his charade he realized it and said “Oh. Wait I’m a Unicorn.” It must’ve been hard to see in that mask because his red faced kid was already around the corner, and he didn’t see that guy right behind him laughing, taking a picture of his madness.
Second, pretzel cone. Yes this happened. Its not weird in the fact that it was bad, in fact it was really good.
Its just weird for the fact that I never would have thought of it, but looking back on it how could I not have before? That ice cream was good. Now its messing with my mind.
A buoy tire swing. Only on a coastal town. I pass it every time I go running on the weekends.
Finally, as I was finishing up my bug traps at work, I decided to get up and go inside for a cold drink as it was so hot, my face was melting off. I walk back out to finish it, and a spider was trapped in it. It wasn’t baited yet, it wasn’t set up, it wasn’t even finished. I let the little guy go to weave a web another day…and perhaps fall victim to the trap he was once released from.
Stuff In the Key of Other.
Jazzy, right? I just came up with that. I’m currently listening to EW&F. Anyways, other stuff happened like kayaking. Yes, again. This time I almost got caught out in a thunderstorm. The surf was a little choppy, but I’ve handled rough waters before, so it was fun. It added some excitement. And cool clouds.
Something else I noticed is that the guy in the Ice Cream Shop down the road (different than the one with the pretzel cone) claims he has the best ice cream on the island. Its not homemade ice cream though, or even independently made. Its Hershey’s ice cream. Now, I’m not saying its bad ice cream (in fact it was quite good)or that the man shouldn’t try to bump up his business how he can, but in a way that’s like me saying I make the best pasta and all I do is heat up some Chef Boyardee.
No offense to the chef.
Fourth of July was great. The parent Wufs came down. We watched the fire works in Manteo just like we always do. The concert before hand was awesome too. It was put on by an army band that included a small rock group called the Minute Men, and Jazz ensemble called the Jazz Patriots, and a Concert band. No snappy name for the concert band. From one musician to others; You guys were excellent, and thank you for your service.
As you may infer from above, the bug traps I’ve been working on for weeks are finally done and they’ll be set up this coming Wednesday. Finally! These will be the second major project I have completed.
The past couple of interning days, we have gone to Buxton Woods to do various things. The last three times I have been attacked by seed ticks. Seed ticks are much like regular ticks. They’re bugs, brownish red, and like to eat things that are human tasting. Particularly me; so much so that my co-intern has decided to give me the nickname sweet meat. However, seed ticks are tiny and attack in numbers. The second time was real bad. So much so, that my legs were covered in them from the knees down. Luckily, I was wearing boots. The boots are now soaking in bleach to be de-ticked.
At work, the reason I’ve been making these insect traps is to survey what kinds of bugs we have at the sites. I typically have to capture the bugs (by hand up until now) to be able to identify them as the whole they can fly and I can’t thing makes it hard to do. There are red dragonflies though that I have been struggling to catch. Any other dragonfly or damselfly I can catch. You point to it, hand me a net, and that species is mine. But these red ones, they’re too quick! The second I get with in range with a net they get away. I have resolved to make it my mission to catch one of these elusive buggers (excuse the pun) and catalog them.
Well, that’s all folks. I’ll try and update more weekly. Between the net acting up and my parents coming to town , I had to make this another two weeker, but I should be back to the regular schedule this week. Thanks for reading.
I’m happy, and I hope you’re happy too.