The best part about spring weather is nature’s glorious reawakening after months of slumber. The worst part about nature’s glorious reawakening is the insects. At our house, it’s ants–the tiniest, blackest dumbest little ants ever.
The ants managed to crawl across the kitchen, bypassing cartons of tasty plump raisins and cereal and went straight to a little jar of honey that is closed with an airtight lid. Quite a few met their untimely demise in the sink, burned to death on the great stovetop desert, or were swept up in the paper towel psunami. Nonetheless, there seems to be an unlimited number of them. So, we invested in some borax gel that attracts ants to it so they can bring it home and poison all their friends.
Here are some pictures. Mind you, these are from our kitchen, where we prepare and eat an appreciable amount of our food. The first two pictures show the drops of clear Terro gel that we’re using; the last picture is of me joyfully reaching for the Fruit & Grain bar I’d left out on the counter. I was very pleased that the ants hadn’t carried it off on their little vermin backs.
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Oh God, Steve.
Okay, I just got off the phone w/ my grandmother and she says to try a saucer full of sugar water. The ants will smell it, go to eat it, and drown.
It’s the same theory as leaving out a glass of red wine for fruit flies. Drownsville.
Ants are a delicacy in some parts of the world.
Crunchy protein! Hello, nutrition!!
Ewwwww…I’ll open my surrogate houses to you guys. The MC house and Flem’s house are both pretty bug-free.
Thanks for the offers and advice, friends. I’m sure your grandmother’s solution would work well, but wouldn’t involve industrial toxins like my borax gel solution does. Jaren started putting it directly on the counter, but she promises she’ll “probably” wipe it up later before I peel a raw orange on the same spot next week sometime.
The ants hath come…the end draws nigh. repent, bitches.
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