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the dog in panel 3 actually moved out

the dog in panel 3 actually moved out

Thu, 12/04/2008 - 10:11 by Ananth in response to the first plague

I don't know if this is an experience unique to this part of the east coast, but every house or apartment I've ever lived in has had crickets. When I was a kid living in Silver Spring, they were terrifying. They only came out at night, they looked sinister, and they did these ridiculous Michael Jordan jumps that left you wondering if they might accidentally leap onto you. I didn't have an aversion to bugs at all, but my old basement looked scary in the dark anyway (there were hutches and storage spaces and utility rooms full of junk that just looked like something when you were six), so it didn't help that these creatures seemed nocturnal. My brother and I used to argue over who was going to go downstairs to retrieve forgotten action figures after it got dark. 

Nowadays, I admit I have a fondness for them. Yuko's own fondness is less nostalgia and more that she just likes critters, and she's militant about putting bugs outside (rather than stompin' on them). Still, the cricket problem at the apartment had been trying even her considerable patience. It wasn't an infestation, and they actually disappeared with winter, but for a while there she was scooping up precisely one cricket every night and taking it downstairs to be let out. We got the feeling it might have been the same one. 


The Dog in Panel 3

Comment by E-Bi (not verified) Thu, 12/04/2008 - 11:24

Critters are pretty fun but scary when you don't know what they're gonna do.

On a silly side note, when I read Ananth's commentary, my first thought was "What dog? Where's the dog?". It took me three tries to find it and when I did I laughed. It looks like its stalking Yuko..

Awesome site, its a nice detour from all the plot heavy webcomics that I read. Keep it up!

You know, we don't really

Comment by Nancy (not verified) Thu, 12/04/2008 - 12:21

You know, we don't really have crickets up here. I heard a whole lot of them when I was in Vegas, but we do have grasshoppers. I remember riding my bike up to the biiiiig park by my house once, and finding a whole lot of them ON THE TIRE TREADS when we took a break. It was... really gross. They are creepy looking already, but having them stuck between your tire treads is doubly unfun.

My mother lived in a

Comment by SgtDC (not verified) Thu, 12/04/2008 - 13:05

My mother lived in a studio-apartment, here in California. Every morning, she would go into the bathroom, lift the toilet seat, and find a little tree frog floating there. She'd scoop him out with a cup, leave him outside, and the next morning, it would start all over. On the days when he wasn't in the bowl, he was happily living in the tank. We never did figure out how the little guy kept getting in there.

My cousin, who lives in

Comment by Anonymous (not verified) Thu, 12/04/2008 - 15:09

My cousin, who lives in Florida, told me about a similar problem he was having. If I remember correctly, they finally figured out that the tree frog was getting in through a pipe that didn't have a screen/grate over it on the end leading outside.

 Too cool! Maybe we'll do a

Comment by Ananth Thu, 12/04/2008 - 17:20

 Too cool! Maybe we'll do a couple of comics about stuff that happened to me in India ... it's much like this. 

I grew up in Upstate NY and

Comment by cacodaemonia (not verified) Thu, 12/04/2008 - 15:07

I grew up in Upstate NY and we never had them in our house. The little black ones were outside, but never got in. I live in KY now, and I've seen a few LARGE crickets in our basement. O__o I don't know if they plan to stay all year round, or are just passing through, but it makes me sad when I find them all dried up and dead in a corner somewhere. I found one partly smooshed and stuck to one of my socks the other day. D:

We had a cricket on the

Comment by Jeremy (not verified) Thu, 12/04/2008 - 15:18

We had a cricket on the bridge of my ship, just before I went on leave; loudest cricket I'd ever heard, too, you could hear it out on the bridge wing from the helm as though it were right. Freaking. Next to you. Just this mind shattering, ear piercing shriek...

Anyway, we managed to hunt it down pretty quickly (the last watch hadn't been able to find it and had to suffer four hours of chirping; one of our guys found it in about five minutes), and put it in a box. We were planning on using it as an official bridge thermometer (the temperature according to cricket), but it refused to chirp while in the box. :(

So, we waited until just before we got off watch and let it go. Once it got outside, it immediately started chirping again. :P

I personally loathe

Comment by Cheri (not verified) Fri, 12/05/2008 - 08:31

I personally loathe crickets,
But that story made me "Aww"


Comment by Mai (not verified) Thu, 12/04/2008 - 16:19

when I lived in south Africa I WISH the bugs that stalked you were crickets. Over there it's praying Mantis'

the baby ones are cute, semi transparent and about the size of your little toe nail.

The adults are another matter. Seriously. HUGE they watch you from a distance and just when you think you are safe.. WHAM! they fly straight at your face. Then retreat so they can laugh at you.

 Hahaha, that's really

Comment by Ananth Thu, 12/04/2008 - 17:21

 Hahaha, that's really great. There were mantis' in South Carolina when I was there for a wedding, they move so quick!


Comment by Suess'sDoctor (not verified) Thu, 05/30/2013 - 17:37

Where I live in NC, we used to live in the woods. They had a lot of praying mantis'. In 1st grade, one landed on my head, and this kid convinced me it laid eggs in my hair. It didn't though. :,(

We have those creepy

Comment by Cara (not verified) Thu, 12/04/2008 - 22:18

We have those creepy ridiculously jumping crickets in my house too. They freak my dad out. They are one of the few bugs I don't attempt to preserve. Nope, those suckers get squished.

Also, I live not far from Silver Spring. Whoo MD!

If you are talking about the

Comment by Sean (not verified) Tue, 12/16/2008 - 06:49

If you are talking about the disturbing cricket/spider half-breeds, I know exactly what you are talking about. I live in Silver Spring and those things are everywhere.

A while back we used to own

Comment by SporkWoman (not verified) Thu, 12/04/2008 - 22:19

A while back we used to own these armadillo lizards. They were great and all, but we fed them crickets and on occasion they would get loose, and we'd be like, "Okay, it'll just die in a few days, no worry." Too bad we were wrong. Next thing we knew the little buggers were sprouting up darn dear everywhere. And regardless, they chirped constantly so we neverr got a second of peace.

from the outside in

Comment by aXcel (not verified) Thu, 12/04/2008 - 23:38

I always can hear the crickets and various other bugs during the spring and summer months. The chirp of crickets and the droning sound of cicadas just turns into unnoticed background noise.

Although sometimes during summer, I like to turn off the TV and everything else that makes noise, and just listen to them. :)

 Nowadays that sound is

Comment by Ananth Fri, 12/05/2008 - 00:41

 Nowadays that sound is pretty soothing. 


Comment by aXcel (not verified) Fri, 12/05/2008 - 16:52

Sometimes, when I feel crazy enough to go outside in sweltering weather (which I would sell my soul for now, lol) I'd sometimes like to try to sing along with the cicadas... or at least hum there tune.

I'm entirely the opposite.

Comment by Connie (not verified) Fri, 12/05/2008 - 01:01

I'm entirely the opposite. When I was little, I thought crickets (and their similarly hoppy brethren) were absolutely awesome. I liked to pick them up and chase them, and when they got away I'd go dig up worms or pillbugs.

Now I'm absolutely terrified of crickets. Any sort of insect that jumps can put me into an absolute panic, and I really don't know why. Camel crickets are the worst, and inexplicably always seem to be the things that inhabit basements.

But on the bright side, I often save people from spiders! I'm happy to pick them up by hand, and carry them to wherever they need to be. Spiders are badasses.


Comment by Panda (not verified) Fri, 12/05/2008 - 09:08

I live in Southern Virginia, and grew up near D.C. We always had crickets in the fall and winter, and wasps in the spring and summer in my old home. Everywhere I've been here in Southern VA suffers from ugly bite-your-feet-off millipedes that crawl out of everything from your shoes to your dishwasher.

I prefer the crickets. 0.0

It loved her soft touch

Comment by Decad (not verified) Fri, 12/05/2008 - 09:20

The cricket obviously loved Yuko and every night looked forward to the time they'd spend together when she would pick it up and throw it outside.

It is a sad tale of unrequited insect on human love. I imagine now the poor grasshopper sits there cutting himself while listening to emo music.


Comment by Ananth Fri, 12/05/2008 - 10:24


Emo cricket

Comment by Decad (not verified) Fri, 12/05/2008 - 12:35

The cricket in question is probably sat there in its little home looking forlornly at a picture of her while crying and wearing a tiny little emo hair wig.

Hmmm someone should draw that.

*dies laughing*

Comment by Anonymous (not verified) Fri, 12/05/2008 - 14:23

L-M-A-O!!!! Emo crickets...

That's great.

We get the occasional cricket in our house, but we found so many more in our prior house (which is ten minutes away)...

I myself never had a problem with crickets... I'd just chase 'em down and throw 'em outside. Simple as that.

Spiders... not so lucky. =P

Loud Little Critters

Comment by Hollywood Car Crash (not verified) Fri, 12/05/2008 - 17:59

I live in Southern California, and I don't know what it is about my apartment but it seems to me that crickets love my front porch and somehow, (despite my best efforts to keep them out), my kitchen... Their chirps are amplified by the acoustics, I can hear them from my bed room at the other end of the house! I'd squish them into oblivion if I hadn't grown up with that superstition that it's bad luck to kill a cricket. And they're crafty little critters too! They make it behind my fridge before I find out where they are so that they can't be evicted... D; As for spiders, squished on sight!

Work Cricket

Comment by Conf (not verified) Sun, 12/07/2008 - 09:35

There is a cricket in a locked plant room near the room I work in. Starts chirping every day at the same time. It is driving me and the other people in the area insane! Unfortunately we can't get anyone to come down and unlock the room so we can hunt it down...

The crickets I usually let

Comment by GraveDigger_Monkey (not verified) Sun, 12/07/2008 - 14:24

The crickets I usually let just wonder around in the basement here. It's my area and they don't bother me that much. The long bugs with long as heck legs. They get the foot. and all over the bottom of my shoe o.o

When I lived back in

Comment by Poet (not verified) Mon, 12/08/2008 - 11:10

When I lived back in Baltimore, my mothers dogs would go freaking nuts in the basement whenever she said, 'get the crickets girls!!' They would hunt down every last cricket in that basement, no matter where it was they somehow drove them all out into the open, and ate em.

Cricket Invaders

Comment by Nealran (not verified) Mon, 12/08/2008 - 22:51

On a related, humorous note, my family was remodeling our house back when I was in high school. We'd always had cricket problems (despite the best efforts of our footwear) and a set of brick stairs leading up to our front door. During the demolition of the brick stairs, one of the poor workers discovered the source of the crickets; apparently one of the stairs was mostly hollow and there was an entire SWARM in there. I'm grateful I wasn't on hand to see that, but every witness to the occasion said it was both fascinating and horrifying.
Shortly afterwards my father, who is known for his pranks, printed up a note in the creepiest font he could find reading: "We know what you did. We know where you live. We're coming for you. Signed, The Crickets."

He had to assure the worker afterwards that the crickets were not, in fact, after him XD


Comment by JesseT77 (not verified) Tue, 06/16/2009 - 15:23

You make cricky so cuuuute!

Where I grew up we had Grasshoppers. That's not the same thing, is it?

We never keep windows open or anything (we also had mosquitoes you see ;P) so they would never get inside, but outside there would be a bajillion of them. Yet they still kewt. :D

This happened to me for

Comment by Nutmegmeg (not verified) Thu, 01/21/2010 - 19:13

This happened to me for months. Only it was with a lizard. I swear it was the same lizard each time because it was always tiny. But it often wasn't caught. Just merely spotted before running out of sight. I dunno how it lived for so long before I caught it. And then it was back again. Madness.

Ah, you guys were totally my neighbors.

Comment by Anonymous (not verified) Mon, 03/01/2010 - 19:36

Totally. That's weird and awesome.

I wish that it were crickets

Comment by Anonymous (not verified) Mon, 02/21/2011 - 02:11

I lived in northern Arizona for a good amount of time, and most people didn't have cricket problems in their houses. No we had the misfortune of black widows living in our little bureau homes. Oh yeah those and sugar ants (the only way to get those sucks out would have been to tear the whole house down).


Comment by Alexz (not verified) Thu, 04/28/2011 - 21:32

HAHAHAHAHA the crickets would do these ridiculous michael jordan jumps XD


Comment by melis (not verified) Mon, 02/04/2013 - 11:26

shoulda painted the little bastard. white out or nail polish would do. That way you'd KNOW. When I sold cars and they brought cars up from across the border the things would be infested with palmetto bugs (cockroaches 2inches long with WINGS that STOMP when they run across the carpet--honest-to-god you could hear them six-seven taps and a flutter in the dark. Horrible.) Anyhow we'd round some up, paint numbers on their backs, dump em in a circle on the floor we drew with chalk and bet on who'd ske-daddle out the circle first.

What. It was the seventies. Car sales were SLOW.