Tick Invasion

It’s beginning to feel like summer here in Stephen King Country. The air is growing muggy and hot, the black flies and noseeums are beginning to bite and try to crawl into your eyes and nose whenever you go outside, and the summer people are back in town, bringing with them their poor driving habits and lack of respect for the peace and quiet that normally hold sway out here in the woods. I’m sure they bring some sort of economic boost to the area, but I could do without them. It’s not that I’ve grown more antisocial since being out here in the sticks, but I’ve never been one to enjoy tourists, even when I lived in a big tourist trap of a city in my younger days. I have been doing a week or so of covering for someone else’s vacation at work, which has meant that my schedule has been a little wonky. My days have been starting at 5:30 in the morning, which is a rough time to have to crawl out of bed. True, it’s a few hours later than my old broadcasting job, but i am out of practice for…