First off, I would like to direct your attention to the new addition "found film" in the General Goodness category of my sidebar. My friend Meg just sent it. A mysterious man buys old cameras that have film left in them and develops it. It will break your heart and you will be glad.
While I'm giving credit where credit is due, I have lovely Paige to thank for "pictures of walls" and remarkable Kate for "cats in sinks". (They are all three lovely AND remarkable; there is no favoritism.)
Now to business. Last night we had to capture and release the THIRD BAT IN A MONTH flying around my house. I don't care how death rock (I guess the kids call it "goth" these days) my roots. I'm not happy. The bats are not happy. What do I do? Where are they coming from?
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They are getting in little tiny cracks in the walls...if you could poke a cigarette through it, a bat probably can get through it. So, it could be calking around windows, seal around where the roof meets the outside walls, etc. What about vents from the attic to the outside? Do they have screens or netting on them? If not, that's a good place to start.
They used to get in my apartment through the gaps around the air conditioner in the window. I found that sealing the gaps, even with tape, did the trick and I never got one since.
Of course, since my window broke after I left, I bet there are 39 bats waiting for me in my apartment. I can't wait to stop by and check it out.
If you can poke a cigarette through it? That small? What, are their skulls squishy or sumthin'? That's gross. I'm so mad at bats right now.
They can get through the tiniest of cracks --- happened to me five times in an old apartment in Little Rock. Listen to Al. He is smart.
on another note, I think remarkable Allison was actually responsible for Cats in Sinks.
Oh dear. Allison discovered cats in sinks. Kate, however is the remarkable Blonde you should Ask for advice. Yes.
I am sad to say that Snopes says that you're lying about Mars.
I am sad to say that my boyfriend's too dumb to figure out where to put a comment.
But yeah, I actually remember when that was true, in 2003. Sorry, dude.
Al: Perhaps I was too distracted in 2003 to raise my eyes upward. But, in rebuttal to you and snopes, for the moment I say(cupping ears) "lalalalalalalala."
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