Pop-roach does the Colonel

Posted on June 21, 2014. Filed under: Animals, Nature, Self-awareness | Tags: , , , , , , , , |

OOOPS!   Maybe that should be “kernel”…   as in “popcorn kernel.”

Today’s pick up lineAre you through with that?

The night was cool, the lighting soft.  Night sounds, though punctuated by the sound of passing cars, complemented the ambiance.  One thing could have made it better:  a romantic interest to tease enjoyment from my “all work no play” mode.

But, hey, a warm bag of popcorn at break isn’t half bad, either.

Your words for the day:

  • pop = explode; suddenly increase in size
  • roach = cockroach:  an insect; various sizes; worse than a fly in my soup
  • pop-roach = a cockroach with desires

Popcorn is aptly named.  You pop a fresh bag into the microwave, kernels pop in the bag, you pop the white fluff into your mouth, and no matter how careful you are, some of that  will pop out of your hand or out of your mouth as you crunch them.  When done with the lot, the floor around your chair looks like a scene from a snow-globe.  Yeah, the popcorn I enjoy scatters everywhere.  If I can’t make a clean transfer from bag to hand to mouth, the escapees are on their own.  I want nothing more to do with them.

We operate in the macro world.  Food crumbs on the floor or ground have crossed over, becoming inedible to humans…   at least to those over 8 years of age.  It has entered the world of the micro, where the workings of Nature proceed without the constant monitoring of macro denizens.

Contrary to the killer-ape moniker attached to my species (i.e., the great Homo smart sapiens) I did not kill any of the little critters encountered here.  Instead, I did the voyeur thing:  looked, didn’t touch.  Eh…   true, in my own home some of these guys would have warrants out for their immediate apprehension, but, here in ell, it’s live-and-let-live.  My consignment to this dark corner gave me an opportunity to view those micro works from a detached and non-involved perspective.  Those guys operating on the down-low have some interesting behavior on display…  such as the charming pop-roach.

He must have viewed my droppings as manna from heaven.  On his fast-moving, meandering path across the concrete surface, he came across my snow-field and took the time to investigate.  What luck!  He located a whole popped kernel and latched onto it without hesitation, which would be expected.  I could see the suspended kernel move as he tested it with his…   uh…   mouth parts.  Then, he did something I would expect from a mammalian carnivore, but, not from vermin that is normally content to crawl over its prize along with a hundred others like it and eat in place.  This 2-inch cockroach hauled the claimed kernel over to a crevice between the concrete surface and the bottom of the wall panel and proceeded — in relative privacy — to consume its prize…

an act of indulging a personal whim from a creature viewed as an instinct-bound member of a communal swarm.  It would seem that this pop-roach is just eaten up with self-awareness.

Yeah, I know.  It couldn’t possibly be aware of itself since, in the mirror test, it would ignore its image and just poop on the smooth surface.  Doctor Smart E. Butt — who would be irritated because he has to wipe poop off the reflector so he could admire HIS OWN image — would flunk the poop-roach’s awareness submission in a heartbeat.

But pop-roach doesn’t care about test results.  He has his huge food treasure to satisfy HIS appetite and is warming up his moves for a run at a midnight rendezvous.  Yes, our 6-legged popcorn miser is also a multi-legged Casanova.

Next up:  Wild thing, I think I love you

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Previous posts in TALES FROM MY DARKEST ELL (An exploration into self-awareness)

  • The Art of Fly Fishing
  • The Best Part of Waking Up…   is not having to actually get up
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