It’s summer, and that means bug bites. Since I work indoors and rarely venture beyond the front porch to pick up the mail I usually don’t have to worry about more than a mosquito bite or two. But I just came back from a week’s vacation in Maine and I’m covered with red welts all over my legs and hands.
Don’t go looking for photos of things on the Internet if you aren’t prepared to see a lot of gross things you’d rather not imagine crawling on your skin, let alone sucking your blood or eating your skin cells. Gee, I’m glad to learn that chiggers aren’t buried in my skin (OMG!) but I really could have done without the portrait of the nasty little things. However, I’ve learned that putting nail polish on bug bites does relieve the itch. It’s kind of gross now, because I’m covered with nail polish and it peels off after a while just like your skin peels from sunburn. But at least I’m not scratching my skin raw.
This week I’m trying to get resettled into the work routine after a relaxing week off. I’m also drafting some encyclopedia articles for the forthcoming Technical Innovation in American History: An Encyclopedia of Science and Technology. And I have some photographs of the Milky Way that I took at the Maine Astronomy Retreat so I need to look through them and sort the duds from the … ahem … stellar ones.