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Cicadamania
Periodical Cicada Page
Brood X (17-year)
Cicada: The Other, Other White Meat
Invasion of the Brood - The 17-year cicadas are about to emerge in force
posted by y2karl (18 comments total)

 
Your Big Fat Cicada Wedding Planner

What you can expect

1. The bodies of dead cicadas littering the ground.
2. The constant hum of cicada song.
3. An occasional cicada landing on a guest. Guests screaming.
4. An occasional cicada crawling on a table, chair, barbecue.

posted by y2karl at 10:43 PM on May 10, 2004


Stop it! You're making me hungry!
posted by premiumpolar at 11:06 PM on May 10, 2004


via AxMe?
posted by quonsar at 11:10 PM on May 10, 2004


Cicada Cookbook (pdf)

Interview with author.
posted by stbalbach at 11:11 PM on May 10, 2004


Also see two years ago.
posted by vacapinta at 11:23 PM on May 10, 2004


via AxMe?

No, didn't see that--via the Economist. I almost never read Askme--too geeky too often.

Although, drat, I see Meehawl did the epicurean link already. I dared to not Google. Oh, well.
posted by y2karl at 11:25 PM on May 10, 2004


I'm sort of jealous of my ex-statemates back in Indiana. But then I remember not being able to sleep for days because of the racket.

I just spoke with one such denizen in his backyard via iChat yesterday and could hear the birdies tweeting, but no cicada roar. Yet.
posted by mwhybark at 11:35 PM on May 10, 2004


I remember the cicadaes.

"I dare you to eat it."

"No, I dare you!"

Good thing they aren't carriers of anything seriously fatal or humanity as we know it would cease to exist.
posted by skallas at 11:43 PM on May 10, 2004


Also see three days ago. Nice links, though.
posted by eddydamascene at 11:54 PM on May 10, 2004


They haven't come out here yet. Still watching and waiting. Cincy has started to see them so it shouldn't be long now :)
posted by dawna at 12:18 AM on May 11, 2004


These sites are all LIES!

Save yourself, find out the truth about the invasion!

How do Cicadas mate? The female cicada injects her eggs under the skin of a small human child. The cicada pupae then grow inside the child until they reach maturity. Unless you protect your children they may become host to thousands of deadly cicada pupae.
posted by Mick at 8:15 AM on May 11, 2004


University of Maryland has way cooler shirts...
posted by grateful at 8:22 AM on May 11, 2004


It's not an invasion, it's a liberation.

Thanks, thanks, I didn't think I could do it, but I politicized a thread about bugs.
posted by Hildago at 9:56 AM on May 11, 2004


During the last 17-year "liberation" (thanks, Hildago) I was passing through the architecture studios at the University of Cincinnati. The studios were not air-conditioned and had no screens, so cicadas were regular features in architectural models.
posted by Dick Paris at 2:20 PM on May 11, 2004


What should I do if a Cicada knocks on my door and pretends to be a Jehova's Witness?
This is a common occurrence. If it happens to you don't panic. Simply invite the Cicada in to hear your Amway presentation. This is generally a strong enough repellant.


Thank goodness for the net. It's an invaluable resource!
posted by five fresh fish at 10:06 PM on May 11, 2004


Thanks for these links, especially the Cicadaville one, which made me laugh out loud. I'm flying to Ohio from London on Saturday to visit friends and feel privileged that I will see this amazing emergence. Unstoppable forces of nature tend to get me right-sized in the world.
posted by essexjan at 3:15 PM on May 12, 2004


oh goodness, the auxiliary links are priceless. I was in Florida during the last "liberation"... I hate them...I have really long, really thick hair...which seems to attract them and I despise having bugs on me. bleh! If the liberation comes to Texas, I'm staying inside until it's over.
posted by dejah420 at 7:36 PM on May 12, 2004


D'oh! I should have done the math--Bob Dylan wrote Day Of The Locusts upon receiving a degree from Princeton in 1970 and celebrated the emergence of Brood X two cicada generations ago. Tip via the NYT.

Oh, the benches were stained with tears and perspiration,
The birdies were flying from tree to tree.
There was little to say, there was no conversation
As I stepped to the stage to pick up my degree.
And the locusts sang off in the distance,
Yeah, the locusts sang such a sweet melody.
Oh, the locusts sang off in the distance,
Yeah, the locusts sang and they were singing for me.

posted by y2karl at 11:05 AM on May 19, 2004


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