Eddie Izzard: Lust for Glorious

The Flies in Winter

A house fly swooped by me just a moment ago. It brought to mind a question that has lingered with me since I was a little kid. Where do flies go in winter? After a graceful stumble through high school biology, I figured they somehow hibernate or cryogenically seal themselves off from the wintry world, waiting for some glorious spring buzzing. But this guy was already dizzily buzzing about a few months too early.

Wikipedia offered an answer (as it always does -- the question is always in the veracity): the fly was pupating indoors, which accelerated its growth and caused it to hatch early in a warm environment.

I might have to use another tidbit I learned from Wikipedia about flies. If you clap your hands a few inches above a fly, it will trigger its flee reaction and likely send it right into your closing hands.

Words Are Flowing Out

And not landing anywhere near this blog, eh? I've decided that I will keep making little posts like this as a way of bringing myself back into full bloggable splendor.

Right!

Terribly sorry about the delay. Caught on the Bound will, in fact, return for a much-heralded 4th season. As you may have guessed (or hoped), funding for the site's production budget was cut in half, so things have been kind of shoe-stringy lately. So, what to do with the $6 in the budget? Chipotle burrito.

In other news, I'm going to throw everything I have in my brain back at this site.

Not as bad as it sounds.