We are back in West Lafayette after a quick trip to Delaware. I needed to get some work done on the trailer and Lise felt the urge to get out o Dodge for a couple days. We threw some clothes in a bag and headed east. Just as the COVID-19 sideshow started ramping up. Right after we got there all bars and restaurants were shut down except for carry out. For entertainment we were left with watching an inept president and administration take lessons from Italy on how not to handle a crisis. How can we take a serious situation and turn it into a crisis? Put tRump in charge. It would be a great sitcom if the consequences weren’t so tragic.
Except for some minor inconveniences, COVID-19 controls haven’t been too bad for us. Isolation and social distancing are no big deal for me. My adolescent love life gave me plenty of practice there. We’re fortunate that we don’t have livelihoods affected by the control measures. And we had enough toilet paper on hand. The stock market may be at its lowest level in eleven years, but toilet paper and gun sales are way up. I assume the doomsday nut cases are holed up in their bunkers, guarding their pallets of toilet paper.
We did get out for some fun in Delaware. The weather was mild, and we got some outdoor time at a few or our favorite places. We got several new birds for the year including a pink-footed goose. This is a species from Greenland and Iceland and is a rare vagrant to the U.S. East Coast.
The ant war is going about as well as the stock market. Before we left for Delaware, I set out some honey laced with boric acid. The ants were all over it. Two days later, there were only a few ants at the bait. Feeling victorious, we put out some fresh bait to finish off the colony and headed out of town. Well, never underestimate your enemy and let your guard down. While we were gone the ants reinforced, launched a counterattack, and reclaimed the counter. It was a stunning reversal to say the least. Escalating the conflict, I mixed more boric acid into the honey and reset the bait. Then, to hit them with shock and awe, I carpet-bombed boric acid around the counter and the openings I found them using. If this doesn’t do the job Lise will go nuclear and call Orkin.
The bait a few hours after I put it out.
The bait two days later, the morning we left for Delaware. Little did I know it was a ruse to gets us to leave.
Ed's and Lise's Biggish Years 