Cthulu vs the call room roaches, New Year's too

Looks like it is time for another "Cthulu vs" post. Since moving to Brooklyn all those years ago, I have begun my never-ending war against all of insect-kind. Since then it seems as though I am a magnet for roaches and big ones. When I first saw them in my old Brooklyn apartment, I wondered if relatives of mine snuck in at night. They were big, ugly and made my skin crawl the same way. As I learned my last night on call in my hospital, my call room is infested with these magnificent bastards.

It was approaching midnight and I was sipping on Red Bull when it happened. It was a shape I saw out of the corner of my eye. I recognized it from its sheer speed, just like in my Brooklyn days. I did not think, I just reacted. I grabbed the nearest heavy object, in this case a ream of paper and threw it onto my new unwanted visitor. "Die you fat, ugly bastard!!" came out of my mouth before I even remembered I was saying it to nobody. I jumped onto the ream of paper to insure the death of my new un-friend. When I took the paper off the floor, I was shocked to see he was still alive. Before I could react, he ran under a desk and up the wall onto the ceiling. He now evaded the grasp of even the tentacles of the almighty Cthulu. I called maintenance.

Me: Hi there is a roach on my ceiling that I can't reach. It resembles some of my cousins. It is big and ugly.

Janitor: You want me to knock him off the ceiling?

Me: Yes!! Make sure he can't get back up there too. Have you seen these in other places here?

Janitor: Yeah, place is crawling with them.

After a small struggle with Rufus the water bug, he was knocked off the ceiling and executed. "Keep the change you filthy animal" was my next one-liner. Luckily, my shift had no other acute events and I left that morning. I needed to rest up for a party on a boat.

I was surprised by a friend and was pointed in the general direction of a boat for New Year's. It was a new experience for me and I wanted to try it at least once. What made it more interesting was the company I was in for this escapade. It was mostly French people. It made me almost regret taking Spanish in high school instead of French. Of course, the only other time I said the same thing was when I did go to Paris. I have learned the French require a subtlety which I never possessed. Nevertheless, it was fun to be on the Hudson to watch the fireworks with my Jack and Coke in hand. In a compliment to France, they do know how to party.

This year will be more fun than the last few. For an introvert, I have done well. I have managed to carve out a nice life since I came back to the east coast. I still do require my "recharge time" as any other introvert does though. I am already making changes for the better. My old computer speakers are being replaced with JBL creature speakers. In the defense of my old Creative Cambridge speakers -- they were 11 years old and now a solder in the plug went bad. I also plan on running more miles and racing more since I have time again. Of course until I find a date who is interesting and not thoroughly insane, I am sure a few of those posts will pop up as well.