This One Time, At Bug Camp…
<p>Aloha, Arachnophiles!</p><p>This week find your invertebrate-loving invert just returned from a three-day Entomological field trip. </p>
Mad, blue-haired, late twenties Forensic Entomology major (I can bring whole dinner parties to a nauseous standstill with my tales of Bot-Fly life cycles) at the University of Western Australia. I was in the same class as Hugh Jackman once—long enough to get bored by the lecture, not long enough for a decent grope. Hoping to one day become a CSI, or write for CSI, or at least visit the set of CSI and be the creamy Aussie filling in a Nick/Greg sandwich. By the way, I'm gay. I'm a 28-year-old Sandgroper (that's ocker slang for West Aussie—I don't hump dirt) who likes insects and arachnids, horror movies and hot guys. Not necessarily all at the same time or for the same purpose. My ambitions in life are to become a Forensic Entomologist, make armfuls of cash, have a spider named after me (I don't work with cute critters), and marry Seann William Scott, James Marsden and/or David Tennant. What?! I can multi-task!
<p>Aloha, Arachnophiles!</p><p>This week find your invertebrate-loving invert just returned from a three-day Entomological field trip. </p>
<p>G'Day, Gorehounds!<br /><br />When it comes to movies, there's nothing more satisfying to me than a good, balls-to-the-wall (or even better,balls-hacked-off-with-a-machete-and-flung-at-the-wall. In-3D) horror film. <br />
<p>Whassup, Wordsmiths?</p><p>Did you know that American writer Ambrose Bierce (1842-1914?) was born in Ohio? Or that he disappeared without a trace in Mexico in late 1913? And that arguably his most famous work was THE DEVIL'S DICTIONARY, in which Bierce presented a bitterly funny list of words in a dictionary-type format, often revolving around clever puns or sarcastic jokes? </p>