dir/old_school/rant: Henry the Moth

It's 4 A.M, and the room is stirring with noise; the still strange sound of the air conditioning as it rattles to action, like a tired plane engine. This is not the first time tonight, but it is also not frequent. I can't run the air-conditioning as low as I'd like, for one the air conditioner is anemic and strains constantly to keep the apartment cool. My apartment complex is working on this issue. Also I live alone now, no girlfriend or roommate to share the high expense of artic living in the summer time.

I pad to the bathroom and night-light Jesus shows me the path to enlightenment. Henry the Moth flutters around for a moment, he is disturbed by the break in his limited light source; my glow is his warmth and for the last three days we have coexisted. I first noticed Henry on the second day I'd moved in. He was chilling out in the bathroom and usually keeps to himself. As a matter of fact, Henry and I usually run into each other when I am ready to take a shower, cause he spends a lot of time in the bathtub. But he does not bother me, so I leave him be.

Bugs in apartments are interesting. Henry is cool, I like seeing him, it's like running across someone on the street, someone whom you know but don't really do much with save the politeness and bit of news. Henry move on his own accord, life resides inside of him and it's nice to pass by some small source of life energy on your way to a good late night piss. I mean I could wind up some toys and get an Aibo, but that seems a bit creepy and I have no interest in whether or not Androids really do dream of electric sheep. And moths, the ugly relatives of Butterflies are ok, save for the whole eating your clothing shit. Though, it's been so long since I've seen moth eaten clothing, though I do welcome moths into my home and that may change in my near future.

So maybe I should just get a mesh cage -like I'm nine and then I can have moths all the time. Like birds without the shit and seed husks. I'd get some butterflies too, but I'm not gonna go running after a butterfly, moths are always be trying to get into a my house though, so then I'd just be making things hospitable for them on the inside.

I really don't have any other interest in living creatures in my house though. Nope. My generosity extends only to Moths. The rest of them are under constant vigilant watch and will be executed on sight/site. Except maybe spiders, spiders are cool cause they kill all the other bugs, this is what you call a practical relationship folks.

I have been researching Moths as I write this piece. Something I do research while I write my pieces, I'll read other stuff, clean up, walk away and then come back and add a bit more. Also as I write this piece I'm having a conversation with a friend about bugs and I think I'll get permission to use our chat here at the site. But while chatting about my friend Henry and then reading up on Moths in general, I was curious about whether or not Henry would have much in the way of food to eat and all that, I don't even know if he is a cloth eating moth? I've just been leaving a sock out for him, one with holes in it so he can feel comfortable knawing into it, but I have not noticed any new moth bites in said sock. Then I began to read that moths like nectar, I don't have any nectar, and they also like piss. I got tons of piss, as a matter of fact, while this is a TMI, I don't like to flush after pissing; three to five gallons of water for a twelve ounce desposit, seems kinda wasteful, I'd piss in the sink and just rinse a bit, but I think that is considered to be in poor taste and this is a tangent. The whole point is that I know why Henry is still alive, food aplenty for my good man. Food aplenty I say!

So I've moved into a new place and the details of my moving will be outlined a little later, for now, Henry and I are gonna watch The Manchurian Candidate and catch a little nap.