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The Ugly Bug

     Hey, everyone. My wife was wanting to use the I-Pad 3's camera with the zoom function and she took this photo of a bug. She thinks it might be a Katy-did (hopelessly wrong spelling?) but I don't know about that. I really enjoy the I-Pad camera because it is so simple and our Sony camera is rather complex for a hillbilly like myself.
    This bug's head almost looks like he has a worm mounted on it, which would be weird as well as ugly. He is probably a nice person, although he is ugly. Have you ever noticed that ugly folks usually have a nicer personality? Beautiful people seem to feel a sense of entitlement. I love how, after you get to know someone, their looks are transformed by some odd filter inside your brain. Beauty can become ugly and ugly can become beauty.
    Have you ever seen a nice looking woman with an ugly dude? Sure, you see it all the time. It's easy to say, "Wow, he must have money, nice car etc." I think that really nice looking people know darn well that beauty is only skin deep. They have been with plenty of people who value them for their looks and they have learned to despise all that shallowness.
    You have no doubt heard the term "Trophy Bride". I find this amusing as well as sad. A rich guy or an old guy, famous person or whatever, wants a spouse he can show off. So he marries a beauty queen. He marries her for her looks, she marries him for his money. With such a start, the marriage is doomed. I am afraid that the majority of us hunt for a partner on the basis of looks. Dumb!
    Now, if I wanted to have a friend that happened to be a bug, I would obviously not choose the above-pictured insect. Closing time at the bar would obviously have this guy sitting alone on a stool. In being so shallow about bugs, I might miss having a friend with a heart of gold. He might be the coolest bug in the galaxy. He might be from another planet and have the secrets of eternal life and happiness. Or, he could just be another ugly bug. As I reflected on these things, I stepped on the dude and sat on the porch swing to watch a butterfly.
    My wife has a friend. This lady is a very attractive lady who has been married many times. Once she confided in my wife.
" I am dating a wonderful man but he is really ugly."
      My wife laughed. "Maybe that's why all your other marriages didn't work. You chose with the wrong scorecard." My wife certainly rolled the dice on me. Ugly and a bad personality both. Makes me feel bad about the bug. I think I might go outside and try to nurse him back to health.
    I hope this post doesn't bug you guys. Ha, ha.
    From the author's green retreat, I'm CE Wills.

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