please be my friend, J. B. S. Haldane

While walking about downtown Seattle and watching art on the first Thursday of the month when art is fed and allowed full bloom I saw a tremendous insect in a shadow box and said to my friend, “Oh, that’s a Cicada Speciosa.

We looked and it wasn’t. It was a Cicada Imperator.

I’m such a dick sometimes.

I had something else... Oh, yeah. The resurrection isn’t going well. Not enough electricity or something. Seattle never rains while I’m in town. Seattle can be a dick too.

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