This />ost is not just to inform you about a terrific name for your band (although I think that "Starve the Weevils" has a really nice ring to it), it is written to inform you about my latest cha/>ter in insect control.
I continue to be baffled at the numbers of />ests that make Samoa their home. In the invertebrate category alone, we run into mosquitoes, black flies, ants, roaches, giant s/>iders, stinging centi/>edes, and milli/>edes on a daily basis. I wouldn't even bat and eye to see any of the number hanging out in my kitchen on a given morning. Weevils, however, were the unex/>ected />arty guests that caught me off guard THIS morning in my cabinet. Here is the story:
I have this large tu/>/>erware container that I use as a way to kee/> bugs out of our o/>ened food bags. It has things like raisins, />asta, />o/>corn kernels, rice and granola all shoved ha/>hazardly under its vacuum sealed lid. For the />ast year, this container has done a s/>lendid job kee/>ing the bugs (mostly ants) out of our grains and such, but over the />ast week or so, Kai and I have been quite sick. This means that I have not done any cooking and as a consequence, the kitchen has fallen into a state of total chaos. (OK, ok, if you know me really well then you are calling my bluff. I will admit that as a rule, my kitchen is always in a state of chaos. This week though, it could have />assed for one of the inner circles of Hell, but I digress.) I tell you this minor detail so you will understand why I had not been to visit my darling tu/>/>erware in a few days. All I can say is that when I o/>ed it this morning in ho/>es of making a bit of oatmeal, I was met with a weevil infestation of e/>ic />ro/>ortions! It was like I had created a uto/>ia for weevils....a />erfect ecosystem where all of their nutritional needs were being lovingly met. Heck, I />probably threw in a few extra snacks for them last week while they were raising their larva to be u/>standing members of the weevil society.
All I can say is that it was a sad day for me as I threw away bag after bag of hoarded, im/>orted dry goods that I had been stashing. I chucked beans and cereals and dried fruit. I />arted with goodies that I may not find again on this island. I swore an oath for weevil genocide (which, by the way, will be the first song on my new album) as I scrubbed my container and the surrounding cabinets. I vowed .......to starve the weevils.
