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Post by xjenNjuicex on Jul 4, 2010 12:08:55 GMT -5
Does anyone who's been on here forever like me remember back in 2004 when we made the Cicadaroo shirts? I have a picture from when we all met up that year. I'll have to find and post it.
Does anyone who's been on here forever like me remember back in 2004 when we made the Cicadaroo shirts? I have a picture from when we all met up that year. I'll have to find and post it.
Actually I was out drinking with teine Thursday we were talking about this and he told me about them.
Does anyone who's been on here forever like me remember back in 2004 when we made the Cicadaroo shirts? I have a picture from when we all met up that year. I'll have to find and post it.
Ohh, I want to see this! We can all wear Cicadaroo shirts and our CarpeDM Sanuks!
If these are anything like the Cicadas in the south of France then as soon as the sun goes down they go quite. During the hot months of the summer there you have to yell to the person next to you during the day they are so loud. It seems the hotter it gets the louder that they get. As soon as it gets dark there however, it's like magic and they all shut up.
while I was watching Jade's video and I leaned over and my ID work badge touched my knee....I jumped a mile.
I'm not sure what to think of all this. I'm on the tip of the map but I have never seen a swarm of cicadas. I gotta tell ya, I'm not thrilled for Cicadaroo 2011....but I will take 2 t-shirts and some MMJ, please.
Post by clevelndmike on Jul 13, 2010 13:19:19 GMT -5
FYI: We get them in Ohio too.... In many cultures around the world, people eat cicadas, too. The ancient Greeks considered cicadas a delicacy. Many tribes of Native Americans ate cicadas both before and after the colonists arrived. Cicadas are eaten in Australia, Thailand, Papua New Guinea, and Japan. In the society section of the June 2, 1902 Cincinnati Enquirer, an account was given of a party where cicada-rhubarb pie was served. In 1987 in Cincinnati a number of people took the opportunity to try batter-dipped, deep-fried cicadas or cicada stir fry and a certain radio station enraged a certain pizza company. Ironically, in 2004, that pizza company resurrected their own version of the song! In 1990 in Chicago, cicada-eating was so popular that it made the pages of Time Magazine. Just make sure the neighbors haven’t been using insecticide. A Web search for “cicada” and “recipe” will turn up quite a number of pertinent Web pages.
June 7-10 Bonnaroo June 22 Chris Robinson July 3 Death Cab for Cutie Aug 12 My Morning Jacket Sept 20-23 DeLuna Festival Jan 11 Fr. John Misty Jan 31 Lotus Apr 16 Black Angels Apr 26 Alejandro Escovedo
If this is really going to be the case, (and I'm able to attend), I'm making myself a burka out of mosquito netting and I'm not taking it off all weekend. My head itches after watching that video, ICK!
“What it comes down to for me is this: Will the technologies of communication in our culture, serve to enlighten us and help us to understand one another better, or will they deceive us and keep us apart?---Roger Waters
If these are anything like the Cicadas in the south of France then as soon as the sun goes down they go quite. During the hot months of the summer there you have to yell to the person next to you during the day they are so loud. It seems the hotter it gets the louder that they get. As soon as it gets dark there however, it's like magic and they all shut up.
The ones here make noise all night, or at least they did last time.
Yeah I had to deal with them last time they came around when I still lived in middle-of-nowhere PA, and everytime I walked anywhere it was like walking across a field of buzzing potato chips crunching beneath my feet.
Yeah I had to deal with them last time they came around when I still lived in middle-of-nowhere PA, and everytime I walked anywhere it was like walking across a field of buzzing potato chips crunching beneath my feet.
Was just that like in my hometown of Reston, VA a few years back. It's pretty gross.
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