Well I just learned today that one can get tagged when not even playing the game tag or for that matter within touching distance of said tagger. In fact it is now possible to tag someone who lives 1000’s of miles away from you. What ever happened to being able to run away and evade said tagging. Or even the more colorful form of tagging the beautiful hieroglyphics talented young teens and other hoodlums pepper each and every city freeway overpass from here to Tim Buck Too!?

But that being said I was excited to delve into my massive photo bucket and find that forgotten gem of photography brilliance to show each and every one of you that tee hee my tagging that I am a much better photographer than every one. Alas to my dismay no HORROR I was faced with a photo that should have been deleted for lack of any artistic inspiration at all.

BEHOLD the bottom of an ANT FARM!!!! And reflected in the glass the manly arm of my youngest son Benjamin to whom the ant’s belonged. Benjamin had been begging and begging t have an ant farm he has been fascinated by ants for as long and I can remember we have bought him every book I could find about them even one Christmas a out of print book. That cost me a mint!!! Can anyone say KACHING $$$$$$

Benjamin was not satisfied with the mail order ones because they do not come with a Queen and with good reason Queens lay egg and eggs produce more wait for it….. ANTS who knew?? Well one day he and his dad went into the deep jungles of Florida with aquarium and shovel in hand and dug up and ant hill. My mighty white hunters came home victorious!

The ant’s did well they dug and dug. We fed and fed and after about a month and a half with no noticeable reduction in the ant colony we concluded that we may have a Queen in this nest. We pondered the idea for some weeks when after much discussion we concluded that if there was a Queen she would be at the bottom of the tank where it is nice and dark. So we lifted the tank and looked under and LOW AND BEHOLD a Queen and eggs were found. (This is how this photo came to be. You can’t really see the ants or the eggs very well but they are there)

Benjamin was thrilled with the idea that he had succeeded in obtaining his life’s desire. He quickly lost interest and I the mom was left feeding 100’s of ants a day. It was pretty cool but catching the bugs to feed them was well let’s put it this way YUCY!!

After many, many months we thought they were dead and so Ben dumped out the tank in the back yard. And you guessed it they were just being sneaky they were all hiding in underground places eating all that stuff I had so vigilantly given to them. The little sneaks. So now someplace in our back yard lives on my thousands upon thousands of grand ants.

And for anyone who cares I love 666 because it is my birth month and year!!! Yes its true for all of you who was not certain I am Satan. Whahahahaha well almost I missed the day of the month oh well better luck next life.

I tag Nolana she has to write about her 666 in her next family e-mail. Tom Triplett, Matt Triplett, Joe Triplett, Bonnie Triplett, Murry Triplett.

Rules:~Go to the document/my pictures site on your computer~

Choose your 6th file~Choose your 6th picture~Blog about it~

Tag 6 people