I Think I Might Have Written a Eulogy for a Bug On Accident.

Meet Frank! Frank quite frankly is a pest in every sense. See, Frank the fly only has one wing, which completely destroys his ability to live up to the name “fly”.

Frank hung out with me yesterday in the studio. I think he was amazed that there was a human in close proximity that didn’t try to eradicate his existence.  He kind of meandered around the countertop and occasionally fell onto his back the entire time I was on the air. It was actually kind of funny to see a fly walk around like he was intoxicated off of tequila!

I couldn’t bring myself to swat Frank like I would normally do to any of his relatives because he was injured… So I let him live. Frank is probably dead now since flies don’t have a very long lifespan.  RIP Frank… May you fly high with both wings buzzing furiously and find a plethora of poop to land on in the afterlife.