Tuesday, August 22, 2006

Land Lubber












FC's not here.
He asked me if I would step in for him and do a guest column,
Of course I jumped at the opportunity ...

He's off on his Lap hop....LAPTOP ... sorry ... anyway, he's working on a Powerpoint presentation on the metric system for the nymphs ... wait, that's not right, you guys don't metamorphose, not even incompletely ... what is the word?

Calves ...no ...larvae? ...no, he's only kidding when he calls the 7th graders that ...pups, cubs, kids ...kids, that sounds right.

FC asked me, because he posted pics of me and some siblings as tiny black nymphs a few months ago. Remember? They were tiny black hoppers lined up on a blade of grass. (Were you paying attention?)
He thought you might want to see what I've become.

Pretty snazzy if I do say so myself. You might think I'm being foolishly brave standing atop this stump in plain view of insectivorous birds (shudder), but I taste really bad and the birds mostly know that.

Even FC's chickens won't eat my clan.

I like this photo (it's my good side...which actually looks exactly like the other side). I think it shows the many segments of my personality.

Well, I need to get a jump on eating ...I still have a molt or two in me and I think I saw one of FC's pepper plants that the deer missed.

Hoppy trails! Posted by Picasa

15 comments:

MinorcanMeteorolgist said...

Wow. That's got to be the biggest compilation of corny puns I have ever seen in the blogospher. Congratulations. And have fun writing the PowerPoint...it's just a joy isn't it?

threecollie said...

Great post!
And that hopper looks like its mama had an affair with a yellow jacket. Not a hopper connoissuer but I don't think we have that kind up here.

Anonymous said...

I hope you come back and post again for FC. You liven things up.

Thunder said...

Again, you crack me up!

I also wanted to let you know: Hops update just posted, and another trip coming up real soon!

Anonymous said...

Good job filling in for FC. The only predator you have to worry about is " How bout them Gators "

Karen Schmautz said...

Wowsers...I see you really put on the dog...er, uh...hopper for the picture. You even applied hair jell to your leg hair to make it all spikey. Very impressive.

How come FC never does that for us?

robin andrea said...

FC-- You get the cutest critters to fill in for you. This one's very talented and engaging, and has quite a sense of humor.

amarkonmywall said...

FC-This clever post deserves this clever puzzle:

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Ava said...

Sorry to hear that FC's so busy. You did a good job filling in and maybe he'll have you back again sometime!!!

It must be very confusing to go from speaking grasshopper to speaking and typing english. How great to be bilingual. And what coordinated legs you must have to have accomplished all of that typing! Is it easier with hour arms? I'm asuming you stood on your back two while you were typing.

Ava said...

Okay, that was supposed to be "four" arms ... not hour arms.

Leslie said...

My but you are one handsome fellow! Punny, too.

R.Powers said...

HurricaneT,
Puns and alliteration...my weakness

ThreeCollie,
You'd know if you had 'em ... they are about 4 inches long.

Pablo,
I'm sending this hopper to RR to eat your pecans.

Rick,
Soon the chomp will begin ...
How's Uncle Richard doing?

ThunderD,
I'm going there next!

Hick,
I think he uses exoskeleton gel...

Vicki,
TEMPLE VEINS PULSING, BRAIN IN DANGEROUS OVERLOAD....arghh

Ava,
He actually hops from key to key.

Leslie,
Wait until Puneybee sits in for FC.

R.Powers said...

punnybee ... I meant punnybee ...darn exoskeleton.

Anonymous said...

Between your blog and my blog, you must just be in a punny mood or something!!

I forgive you, though, 'cause that is a gorgeous close-up you've posted there! Mine never turn out so well, my subjects have a tendency to run away.

R.Powers said...

Mrs. S,
I threaten them.