SPLAT!!!

Matt and I were cruising home from a Sunday ride to Newton Reservoir on his sweet motorcycle when things got a little hairy (well, more squishy, buggy, and gooey than hairy, but ya get the idea). Riding on the highway past the huge pastures and fields at dusk caused an interesting predicament when the bugs came out in clouds and droves. Matt had to pull over when he couldn't see anymore because a huge bug smooshed on his sunglasses. HILARIOUS!!! The flying critters that hit your cheeks stung like a bugger! Matt's hairline was punctuated with hundreds of black marks--exploded 'squitoes. We had to scrub off his leather jacket and he had to wash his face and brush his teeth when we got home. We laughed our guts out (as bug guts came sliding off us)!