Hi. I used to be Steve or sometimes Steven, but now I am more than happy to be known as Chelsea’s husband or Hobbes’ dad. Speaking of Hobbes, he is telling me it is time for the first of my posts. Be aware – mine are unlikely to be filled with deep insights. Mostly they will be about things I find amusing. Now that you have been warned, let’s jump in …
Our temporary home in Bucerias has very large windows in an attempt to counter the fact that it only has air conditioning in the master bedroom. Sadly, those very large windows do not have screens, therefore we have insects. My solution was to ignore them and chalk it up to living in a tropical locale. Chelsea’s solution was to buy an electric fly swatter.
I don’t know if there have ever been any infomercials for electric fly swatters. If not, there should have been. The Frankenstein’s monster-like concept of combining electricity and a cheap plastic tennis racquet scream out for an “As Seen On TV” label. The crazy thing is: it works. So far today I have electrocuted, stunned, and/or vaporized three mosquitoes and two flies. There are no warnings on it, but there aren’t any UL labels either, so I don’t know if the version we have is safe or can take down a full-grown iguana. I will update this post if it ever comes to that.
I’m going to deduct one point because it doesn’t kill ants unless I pick them up and throw them in the air. So far my rating is:
