While workin here at my desk tonight I reached out and flicked this little bug pretty hard with my fingernail. The impact drove it sailing smack into the barrel of a red Sharpie at the base of the lamp. Wobbily it rose, antlers sampling, and staggered across the flash memory cartridge around the Swiss Army Knife that Rankin Rob gave me and squeezed under the real-ink stamp pad.
In a few seconds here it comes, charging out, apparently not seeking any payback retaliation, but resolutely scampering between things here and there on the desk. A quick scoot by the scissors, then a dart across the hand calculator keypad. A race along the mouse chord in a smooth S-curve to the tape dispenser ending with a squirm beneath the postage stamps edging around the back of the lamp to the stamp pad - only to sprint the circuit again. Then again, and again…
Watching this frenzy unfold I began to wish I hadn't flicked it so… so thoughtlessly.
Title: © Footprint. r0388-03
Location: Stokes Bluff Landing
Effingham County, Georgia
Date: Thursday 27 September 1990