Friday, May 11, 2007
I ate a bug
The path along the reservoir in Silverlake has bugs. Mostly gnats, maybe a mosquito or two. Last night while I was jogging, one flew in my mouth. It went right to the back of my throat actually, which was tingly, but also made me feel good. Clearly, I was a fast jogger.
I tried to cough it out. They were unnaturally hard and forceful coughs, as if I was choking on something, or I had been a smoker of 90 years. People started looking. It came to an ultimatum. Either I stop, and really push and spit out the bug, or I swallow it and keep going. At least it went down smooth.
The path along the reservoir in Silverlake has bugs. Mostly gnats, maybe a mosquito or two. Last night while I was jogging, one flew in my mouth. It went right to the back of my throat actually, which was tingly, but also made me feel good. Clearly, I was a fast jogger.
I tried to cough it out. They were unnaturally hard and forceful coughs, as if I was choking on something, or I had been a smoker of 90 years. People started looking. It came to an ultimatum. Either I stop, and really push and spit out the bug, or I swallow it and keep going. At least it went down smooth.
