...red and black antenna waving...

Okay, so I didn't get over to that Blue Angels viewing party. I woke up yesterday feeling pretty crummy, actually... and that's really not the best way to go to a party -- especially when you don't know most of the other attendees.

So that gave me ample time to fight the ant invasion in
my bathroom.
Here's what I don't get about ants.
They invade when it's warm and dry outside, ostensibly
seeking water.
They invade when it's raining, ostensibly looking to get dry.
What the hell? Do I just have high-maintenance ants on the premises?
We want water... we don't want water.
Actually... now that I think about it... they remind me of men of a
certain age...