Daniella Martin and dessert.

While I was doing some research for an article about the ABQ BioPark's third annual Creeping, Crawling Cuisine dinner, I found myself in some strange corners of the Internet. Happily, I also discovered the, Girl Meets Bug blog, which is written by one Daniella Martin, a woman who is on a personal crusade to make insect eating hip. Or at least, not reviled.

Her blog covers all manner of related topics, from insectivorous recipes, to cultural critique, to suspenseful descriptions of her pet whip scorpion stalking and eating a grasshopper. Her writing is light and humorous and, as her (unfortunately short-lived) video cooking show proves, she's got a lot of charisma. The insect eating lifestyle couldn't ask for a better ambassador.

 

Not to put any pressure on you, but in Nuclear Plant, nearly all life on Earth has been exterminated by nuclear war, and you've been placed in charge of the planet's last plant. Your job is to grow it to maturity–which would be a lot easier if it weren't for the waves of marauding mutant insects and animals. Hold them off as long as you can. Upgrade your guns and research new equipment… between blowing away wave after wave of flesh-hungry monsters. Like I said, no pressure.

I named him Twiggy.

This cool, six inch-long walking stick has been hanging out on a shaded fence in my backyard since last night. He looks like desert brush.

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Say goodbye to your little friends

Those of you not suffering from entomologically induced PTSD may recall The Great Fly Invasion of 2011. It was ugly—a filthy buzzing rapture of biblical proportions; an insectoid evil akin to the plague of locusts that had the old Pharaoh himself crawling in his skin.

And just when we thought that those days of the fecal-eating cannibals, darkening our skies with their incessant buzzing and lifeless eyes were over, they have returneth.

That’s when a good fly swatter comes in handy. To any of you filthy pests who try to invade my desk during my lunch hour, let the above picture be a reminder: I am the hunter and you are the hunted, and as the man said, “I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger those who would attempt to poison and destroy My brothers. And you will know My name is the Lord when I lay My vengeance upon thee!”

Seriously, flies. Get the hell away from my desk.

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I try to recall the story of a saint who raised money for the poor. I search for the story in the compost pile, but all I can find are small snakes and a Jerusalem cricket.