144 miles on my new 2.2L Wasserboxer engine – so far, so good! Stopped in the gas station in Independence on 395 and this really caught my eye. I call it immersion therapy for “scorpion-phobia.” (Arachnophobia to be precise, since scorpions are arachnids, but I’m not scared at all of spiders.) I made a tag… continue reading
Excuse my language but shit! Nobody told me I was going to be walking into fairyland this morning. I would have brought my sparkle dust! Speaking of which, did you know the kind of sparkle dust in glimmery makeup and shampoo is made of scorpion shit? And our DNA is made up of the same… continue reading
Nobody told me Instagram upped its video length limit from 15 to 60 seconds! So here you have almost my entire reality TV diary-style scorpion video from a week ago. Before I was stung that night I was only worried about flash floods coming down the Kanab Creek (a real danger, and what I’m alluding… continue reading
🦂 Further down the rabbit hole: Thursday night I accidentally slept with an Arizona Bark Scorpion, the most venomous scorpion in North America. (It can be deadly to children, pets and the elderly and immune compromised.) When I rolled over in my sleep at 9:40pm I was jolted awake by the most awful thorny sensation… continue reading
As if to say, “I’m sorry, but, I’m not sorry,” the universe provided me with both these finds, within a few yards of one another on my road walk, about 12 hours after my scorpion bites. Don’t care much what kind of snake or beer it was, I loved ’em both. I made the snake… continue reading