The joke around there is that the locusts finally showed up for the apocalypse.
Ruth and I went into our regular spots for a beer last night. The sun was still up, but two hours later, when we left, it was night. And the entire town had been taken over by these bugs. It was insane.
As a reporter, I called an entomologist today to find out if this was related to the flooding. It wasn’t. Just a crazy fluke. The man I spoke to had a sincere passion for insects and he taught me quite a bit. Did you know these particular types of crickets are called ground crickets and they feed of old plants? They also don’t cause much damage, except to your sanity, and when in a big population like this provide a nice meal to bigger animals like cats and birds. The things you learn as a reporter.