This blog was written on July 26, 2007
Last night, at around 9:00 p.m., I was almost certain that a beetle had crawled into my pants.
Now just to be clear, I was sitting on a sidewalk which was full of beetles at the time, so it wasn’t the most absurd possibility. At any rate, I could’ve sworn that I felt something move in my pocket. I jumped up, startling the person standing across from me, who watched in curiosity, and then amusement as I shook my leg (I thought I felt the beetle slip down from the pocket), then furiously untie my boot (I was certain that it had fallen into the boot from the pants).
As I struggled with the last loop, he came over and asked me if everything was alright. I said no, and that a beetle got into my pants...
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