What, do you think I'm nuts? I wasn't about to attempt my morning trek while in "Saint Mary's", Alaska. The mosquitos would have eaten' me alive! These are "attack mosquitos" like you have never seen. Now I hate missing my trek and my morning paper, but I hate getting eaten even more. While there, the temp peaked at about 75 degrees each day, with little or no breeze. I tried to keep my bedroom door closed up during the day so the "skeeters" wouldn't get in there. That meant that when I went to bed, the room was extremely warm. Uncomfortably warm. But, it was still better than being kept awake all night by the bugs. So I'd sweat all night, but at least I got some rest.

On my final night, I was asleep and sweating until about 5:30 am, when suddenly this large female buzzed my ear. She had somehow found her way in through the crack around the door. I tried to ignore her and go back to sleep. She was just getting started. I woke again a few minutes later to the sensation of something stabbing my ankle. That did it! On came the light as I rolled up some newspaper. Once my eyes finally focused, I found her hovering above my bed along the wall. Splat! That's one less bloodsucker female in the village of Saint Mary's. But the fear of reprisal from her friends and relatives kept me from going back to sleep. You know how females stick together! So, I finally just got up at about ten minutes of six.

Now what? I made some coffee and watched the "Communist News Network" while it brewed. What? Oh, sorry, you never heard of the "Communist News Network"? Well, that's what my father calls "CNN". He's a bit further right than I. But I think I'm catching him.

At home at last and on my normal "morning trek" schedule. But, I can't say anything happened today. The "urban mosquitos" seem really quite tame in comparison to their rural counterparts. I'll try not to complain about the skeeters in Anchorage ever again.

I'll be back in about a week. Meanwhile, if  you can handle it, check out Bomber Says. Until next time, see ya.