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How to kill a house wasp-like a ninja

great wasp picturePeriodically we’ll get a wasp in the house. You know how it is.

One moment, you’re snacking on toast with peanut butter and chocolate chips, and the next, all hell breaks loose because a wasp starts dive-bombing random targets around the room.

The toast? Fuggetaboutit. One eye’s on the wasp, the other, frantically scanning the room for potential weapons–a fly swatter, a magazine, a shoe, a flame-thrower–something.

Anything.

An Inconvenient TruthFor the briefest of moments, you even consider that toxic bug spray in the closet. Then you spot it. Sitting on the coffee table, not three feet away, is Al Gore’s, An Inconvenient Truth. The weapon of choice for desperate wasp killers.

Perfect.

You grab it, crouch, and wait for the wasp to land. For a moment, it hovers near the blades of a ceiling fan. Then, as if in a in a drunken stupor, it bobs and weaves toward the wall. For what seems an eternity, it darts around a window. Maybe it dives at an armchair.

Adrenalin laced thoughts whiz through your skull.

Why can’t it just land and make it easy for me.

If it lands on the curtains, I wonder if I can still squish it between the book and the wall?

Do wasp guts stain?

Maybe I should take a swing at it in mid-air.

Maybe, though, I’d just piss it off.

If I pissed it off, would it attack–fly down the front of my shirt, sting me mercilessly until it finally crawled up my neck and into my ear?

I wonder how that teacher dude in Karate Kid picked off that fly with a pair of chopsticks.

I wish I was him right now.

Meanwhile the wasp, understanding this internal monlog completely, bounces nonchalantly against the ceiling, making its way back to the center of the room.

Suddenly it dives right at you, causing you to flail your arms and make panicky grunting noises.

The wasp, chuckling with satisfaction, glides back up to the ceiling fan, lands on one of the lights, turns, and gives you the finger.
Wasp on light

What are you going to do? Trash a perfectly good light fixture? Even if you did take a swing, the bastard’s protected by the other lights, fan blades, and curved nature of the glass around the bulb.

And now you begin to grasp the reality of the situation: You could be at this all night.

Curses. Bloody Red Barron.

But it doesn’t have to be this way. And today I make my revenge by revealing an ancient technique I learned while studying in the orient. The same one I used on that actual unsuspecting wasp in the picture above.

Warning: the following pictures are of a graphic and violent act perpetrated against a real wasp that actually flipped me the bird.

Follow these steps exactly–there is no room for error. Failure to do so could result in death by wasp sting to the inner ear.

  1. Quickly find a scissors.
  2. Sneak up behind the wasp.
  3. Using one fluid motion, thrust the scissors forward, snip, and slice the son-of-a-whore in two.

Usually all that’s left after that is to pick up the pieces. The only tricky part is getting close enough with your opened scissors before it takes flight. As risky as this seems, most wasps are so blinded by arrogance they never suspect any trouble. It’s not their experience that men, sneaking around light fixtures with toast crumbs on their face, are actually highly trained killing machines.

It’s not their experience that men, sneaking around light fixtures with toast crumbs on their face, are actually highly trained killing machines.

While I’ve never actually been stung doing this, you should know, while very slick, this technique is not completely foolproof.

Take tonight for instance.

After the wasp landed in the ceiling fan, I looked around for a scissors–but the only one I could find was one of those plastic- child-not-really-sharp-ones. Still, I didn’t think it would make a difference.

Maybe it didn’t. Maybe I just missed my mark. But what happened next wasn’t exactly by the book. Instead of cutting it in two, I somehow managed to only pinch its antennae between the tip of the scissor blades.

caught wasp

Don’t ask me how. It’s never happened before. In fact, I later called the office of Strange But Totally Cool Ways to Kill Dangerous Insects and they told me that the odds of this happening are actually like a bazillion to one.

Anyway, after having my daughter take a picture. I found another scissors in an old Swiss Army Knife and took care of business.

cut up waspSo, my friends, there you have it.

Domestic men of the world rejoice. For no longer are we at mercy of this dangerous menace. No longer will we piss ourselves when we hear that loathsome buzzing. Today, the playing field has been leveled–just remember to wipe the food off your face.

New Words: From the mouths of middle schoolers

A perfect example of how language is alive and growing. I learned two new words today.

Floweremabob–Noun. A word for anything you can’t think of the name of; used in place of thingamabob, used most often for things like this.

As in: “Hand me that flowermabob over there.”

Definitionize–Verb. To write the definition of a word, as you would do with a list of vocabulary words.

As in: “Mr. Wondra, do we have to definitionize all these words?

Ask Jud: The Answer is Magic


Like a potent virus, Jud swept into the computer lab and quickly infected over half my computers–not to mention the kids using them.

“NO WAY!! How did it know that?”

“Ask Jud who is standing behind you!”

“THAT IS FREAKY!!!”

“Ask Jud what the name of my dog is!”

“JUD GETS IT RIGHT EVERY TIME!!!”

Ask Jud: Supernatural Psychic, Computer Virus, or Freaky Prank?

What is it?

The Ask Jud(or askjud.com) Computer Prank is a virus, pure and simple. You can call it the AJCP virus (Ask Jud Computer Prank virus) for short. It’s spread from host to host through word of mouth and has an incubation period limited only to a carrier’s access to a computer with internet connection.

How is it spread?


It all starts with an initial carrier and works like a magic trick. He (or she) who knows the prank gets all the power and attention–almost as if they are suddenly able to perform David Blaine Magic. Once they know the magic, all this David Blaine impersonator needs to do is simply hop on a computer, zip to the Internet and go to askjud.com.

Once at the site all you need to do is draw attention to the idea that there’s an entity within the Internet that can answer all of your questions. Kind of like a Ouiga board but with dead on accuracy.
Peter Answers: Special Report
What happens next, is what reminds me of a David Blaine trick.

It’s pure magic.

Pure genius.

In the first box, the keyboardist types in the petition:

Jud, please answer the following:”

In the second box the typist enters whatever question they’d like–usually from the growing crowd.

What is Jesse’s middle name?

Upon hitting the return button, Jud, from his comfortable couch at askjud.com, instantly answers the question.

Correctly.

(GASP!)

Jud Answers My Question: How does askjud.com work? The Magic Tricks Revealed

First, instead of typing in the petition box, “Jud, please answer the . . .” begin by instead typing:

“.”

That’s right. Simply type a period. What happens next is pure magical genius.

Instead of seeing what you’d expect (a “.”) you see a “J”. Then type whatever the heck you want and the rest of the phrase “Jud, please answer the following” appears.

As long as nobody pays any attention to where your fingers are actually landing, the prank works slick.

Step 2

The trick to the prank is to here type in the answer to whatever question you are going to ask next. When you’re done just keep typing until the phrase is complete. Whenever you hit the “:” your cursor will jump to the next box–where you’ll type in the actual question.

Hit return and bingo! Whatever you really typed into the petition box appears.

So there, my dear friends. The truth has set you free.

Have fun (and play responsibly!).

What? Still feeling a bit confused? Experiencing a little deja’vu perhaps? Maybe it’s because you’ve already read a post almost exactly like this one but instead of asking Jud, you were looking to Peter for answers.

Heh. Can’t have too much of a good thing I guess.