[blueerica]

So.... The great state of Utah is known for many things... Mormons, extra fancy liquor license to go into a real bar, lush mountains covered with winter snow and.... HORNETS.

I've had a weird-a$$ed day. Woke up, kinda tired, watched TV, set about on some homework, etc, decided that the rice from yesterday wouldn't be good for making fried rice tonight and started up a new pot. Being that there is no rice cooker here (the reason for the horrible (IMO) rice from last night), I took extra care in measurements, temperature, etc, and walked off to the computer to do a number of things, including going to this very website.

It seemed as though a few minutes had gone by, when I noticed something smelling funny. Apparently when surfing the LoT - time flies. I walk to the kitchen and to my horror, the pot has smoke coming up, the water is all gone, and it's burnt, burnt, burnt. I turn on the fan, and go to open the kitchen window. After raising the blinds, I realize that the window isn't "normal" to me. I search for the clips to pull up by running my hands around the edges. Luckily, I look down as I'm going across the bottom because there was a hornet!!

The smoke detector goes off, and I scream! I leave the hornet to fan the detector, open the front door (which is nearby) and just stand there contemplating how I would get rid of Mr. Hornet. I go to Google, type in Hornet, and what should be on the first page? The University of Utah, talking about the horrible hornet situation Utah faces annually. So, this is going to be a big problem, eh?

Pissed and distracted, I drive to Target, looking for some kind of spray. I should go for the big stuff, right? This is going to be a big problem? Apparently, this must be the season - over half the pest control section was filled with wasp and hornet specific artillery. I grab the biggest, blackest, meanest-looking can I can find (realizing that I will choke and gag after using such a menacing device) and head to the counter. I pass the small electrics, and what do you know... the rice cooker is on SALE! Grabbed one of those and realize I could use some TUMS. Grab a bottle of that and off to the counter I go!

I popped a couple of TUMS, and nearly chickened out on the spray. What if it didn't work right away? I don't want pissed off pests, no, no! Once my stomach settled, I blasted away and watched the hornet die a cruel death. I felt bad for the hornet and sick from the can of raid - but it was a choice, either me or the hornet, and the hornet had to go.

Now, time to take a shower. I smell like smoke and insecticide. I'll deal with the rice cooker later.