Apparently Schmetterlingen were just the beginning, now there's a mosquito in the house. Arise!

Got me thinking about Edward Gorey poem "The Insect God", made a big impression on me as a child.

"They stunned her, and stripped off her garments, and lastly
They stuffed her inside a kind of a pod;
And then it was that Millicent Frastley
Was sacrificed to The Insect God."

Good stuff.

Can't decide about going to see music, a bit wiped out from work and walking around a lot, but maybe a very full day would make a nice change.