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Tuesday, July 15, 2003

Today, I'm asking myself "Why did God bother with chiggers?" It's the same question with ticks and cockroaches. Why did the Creator take time out from the rest of his creatorial duties to make these pests?

I went blackberry picking Sunday, a recreational activity that results in sweet berries by the handfulls, thorns stuck in fingers and hands, and chiggers on any area of the skin covered by tight clothing and no bug spray - like my waist, for example. I sprayed myself everywhere but my waistband, and now I currently have about thirty or more chigger bites on my torso. I'm still digging thorns out of my fingers too.

I love blackberries. I love them a lot when the berries go on sale at the grocery store and I can pick them up off the display and deposit them in my shopping cart. However, I'm not sure what I think about actually working for my berries - trudging through knee-high weeds to the blackberry bushes, menacing with their thorns and bugs and holding their best fruit in the center of the bushes where I have to lean in through the negative elements to reach the prized squishable berries.

Oh well, the chiggers thank me for my time and my plasma donations.

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