Philadelphia continues to amaze me with the interesting, if not downright strange things I seem to encounter here. Whether it's a woman with bells literally on her toes, a man covered in pennies or a Mummer (because really, what's more bizarre than a grown man in drag running around South Philadelphia?) I'm always finding things that make me smile or repulse, just a little bit.
Last night Philadelphia amazed me again.
While sitting in my small, but comfortable 1 bedroom garden-level apartment with my roommate/best friend I encountered NATURE. Yes, I encountered nature within the confines of my city apartment, bigger nature than I've seen in Michigan too which is what boggles my mind the most.
So I am in my black leather chair sitting directly across from one of the radiators in the room. On said radiator is my red sport swimsuit. It's drying because earlier in the night I swam at the gym, easy enough right? Well, I'm sipping my 40 of Miller High Life (The Champagne of Beers) and chatting with my roommate/best friend when I suddenly think I can see something moving across my swim suit. I look over at my roommate/best friend and say "I know I'm almost done with this 40 so I might just be drunk but is that a GIANT SLUG crawling across my swim suit?!" Roommate/best fried is closer to the radiator and takes a look and screams. Yup, that means it's a slug. Now this is the biggest slug I've ever seen and I've been in my fair share of swamps, bogs, streams and creeks----most if not all had some form of slug roaming around in them but the guys I've seen in the past are no longer than a pinkie finger nail. This slug, who I named Pete, was easily as long as my index finger and what's more, he had the markings of a leopard making it very easy for him to blend in on say, the trunk of a tree.
After taking a few pictures and making roommate/best friend squirm for a bit I decided to put her out of her misery and take Pete outside on a paper towel.
We think he came in through a hole in our screen but we fear that it was just through the random empty spaces between the piping for our radiators and well....whatever is beyond them.
Oh Philadelphia, you are always good for a story or two and Pete damnit, you slug slimed ALL over my suit, you bastard.
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I found one of those on the walkway to my backyard this morning. It wasn't until later in the evening that I found out that he was dead. Stiff as a board dead.
ew.
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