We were living in the Baltimore/DC area 17 years ago when this brood emerged. It's creepy and disgusting. Cicada carcasses everywhere, live ones dive-bombing your head, and the constant high-pitched droning that seems to come closer every day as the buggers wake up in waves. Nightmare.
There was a night 34 years ago when a 21 year old me and his buddies sat around a campfire in northern Michigan, all 3 sheets to the wind, and the ground came alive. Freaked us the hell out and we are all veterans of Lake St. Clair mayfly hatches. It wasnt until morning that we saw the results.
I remember drive down I65 into Nashville from Louisville and they were piled up in the medians and along the dividers like snow drifts. Literally, a massive 'drift' of dead Cicadas. The smell was bad but it was nothing compared to the deafening sounds of Trillions of Cicadeas all trying to attract a mate. We got out in Nashville, my buddy on the passenger side and I was on the drivers side and we had to literally shout to hear each other. we were 10 feet apart. It was AS LOUD as the Metallica concert.
Naw, cicadas come up every single year, it just takes 17 years to mature.
It's like saying "every 18 years students we have a batch oh high school graduates". They dont only happened every 18 years, but one batch takes that long ;)
Funny you should mention cicadas. A good fren and I always theorized that perhaps “Cicada 3301” and onwards regarding the puzzles, were an open recruitment for what would be known as “Q”. Just something we used to speculate. Cheers fren!
We were living in the Baltimore/DC area 17 years ago when this brood emerged. It's creepy and disgusting. Cicada carcasses everywhere, live ones dive-bombing your head, and the constant high-pitched droning that seems to come closer every day as the buggers wake up in waves. Nightmare.
I hear they taste like shrimp.
There was a night 34 years ago when a 21 year old me and his buddies sat around a campfire in northern Michigan, all 3 sheets to the wind, and the ground came alive. Freaked us the hell out and we are all veterans of Lake St. Clair mayfly hatches. It wasnt until morning that we saw the results.
I remember drive down I65 into Nashville from Louisville and they were piled up in the medians and along the dividers like snow drifts. Literally, a massive 'drift' of dead Cicadas. The smell was bad but it was nothing compared to the deafening sounds of Trillions of Cicadeas all trying to attract a mate. We got out in Nashville, my buddy on the passenger side and I was on the drivers side and we had to literally shout to hear each other. we were 10 feet apart. It was AS LOUD as the Metallica concert.
Metallica concert? That's just my game.
I do believe there are some that are on different cycles but yeah...
Biblical
17 It must be the year of Q.
Naw, cicadas come up every single year, it just takes 17 years to mature. It's like saying "every 18 years students we have a batch oh high school graduates". They dont only happened every 18 years, but one batch takes that long ;)
Funny you should mention cicadas. A good fren and I always theorized that perhaps “Cicada 3301” and onwards regarding the puzzles, were an open recruitment for what would be known as “Q”. Just something we used to speculate. Cheers fren!
They are annoying as hell make buzz with their wings that drive you nuts.
Pestilence