Friday, September 17, 2004

Bat cave bat

The bat cave bat finally decided to make an appearance. It actually appears the he/she has moved back in for the winter. I woke up at about midnight the other night because I noticed that someone still had their reading light on, and there was some kind of annoying giggling going on. I looked around and saw one of our guys working on his computer, giggling every now and then. I figured he was watching some movie or whatever, but that wasn't the light. So I looked over into the alcove that belongs to our senior officer. I could see his head over the curtain, and he was kind of wide-eyed, and I noticed that he was carrying one of our electric flyswatters. They look like a tennis racket, and are battery powered. They work like those bug zappers that hang outdoors, only they are hand-held. They're cool. Anyway, he glares at me over the curtain, "What!?" I'm still half asleep, and I can't figure out what the hell he is doing. "Watch out!" he says. I look up and there is the damn bat, swooping around, up near the ceiling. Every now and then dive bombing us, or so it would appear. It reminded me of the swallows who used to dive bomb me when I would mow the back lot, or so I thought. So our fearless leader is trying to swat the bat when he flies too close. This goes on for another hour or so, and the bat finally leaves. He returns every night, making his little squeaky sounds, flying around looking for God knows what. We are all collectively hoping for two things. Number one: he's not rabid. Number two: he doesn't crap on our heads during the middle of the night. So far so good. I'll keep you updated....