Well, I guess meet Co-Worker Cockroach.
This state is a weird, weird place. And yes, occasionally wonderful.
But on the weird note, won't you check out Part Two in the exciting Abandoned Baton Rouge miniseries, The Bellemont?
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ohmygodohmygodohmygod. Nothing turns me into a hyperventilating, hysterical schoolgirl faster than the sight of one of those. They fly, you know.
Good luck to you, my friend. Get your house sprayed ASAP.
Posted by: emily | May 29, 2008 at 07:57 AM
ok kane....
1-get some roach hotels and scatter them around the house...
2-alex box was killed in north africa in 1943...i will give you some clues...on the corner of nicholson and skip bertman (across from tiger stadium)
3-you should take some pictures for (soon to be) abandoned baton rouge because by this time next year it should be a parking lot...
Posted by: vl100butch | May 29, 2008 at 08:25 AM
AHHHH! That thing is gigantic!!
Posted by: therese | May 29, 2008 at 08:38 AM
Our spiders don't get that big. You need a couple little kids around. Last night the four in my house found a spider in the tub and squealed and swatted at it with bathtoys until it was dead. I had no idea what they were doing until I finally decided to investigate. Or they may decide to name it and keep it as a pet. It is that big. Teach it tricks Colleen. That would be cool.
Posted by: barngirl | May 29, 2008 at 09:55 AM
Our spiders don't get that big. You need a couple little kids around. Last night the four in my house found a spider in the tub and squealed and swatted at it with bathtoys until it was dead. I had no idea what they were doing until I finally decided to investigate. Or they may decide to name it and keep it as a pet. It is that big. Teach it tricks Colleen. That would be cool.
Posted by: barngirl | May 29, 2008 at 09:56 AM
Okay, please tell me that you're not going to these abandoned places alone. You've seen enough horror movies to know that you should just get the hell out, right? Right?? Just don't ever utter these words, "Hey, we should have sex here!"
Posted by: meanieT | May 29, 2008 at 03:05 PM
Glad to see you still have the spice girl buttons! I still have mine.....somewhere. Can't Coop help with the roach situation!
Posted by: Kartek | May 29, 2008 at 04:24 PM
When I was a teen-ager, I could nail one of those from across the room with a slipper . . . while lying on the couch watching TV.
What's bad is when you've dozed off on the couch and are awakened by. . . .
Posted by: The Mighty Favog | May 29, 2008 at 05:30 PM
What will this creature inspirte you to write??
Posted by: sunta73 | May 29, 2008 at 08:01 PM
He's cute. What's his name?
Posted by: jason | May 30, 2008 at 07:37 AM
Ha ha ha ha - as if roach hotels will do anything to those suckers. Those are real Southern roaches (unlike the teeny sneaky NYC ones), and honestly, I don't know how you get rid of them. They're just there. And they do fly so yeah, best just to stay out of their way.
Posted by: Elizabeth | May 30, 2008 at 10:28 AM
How on earth are you remaining so calm??? I would totally be freaking out.
Posted by: Jules | June 01, 2008 at 02:05 PM
NIX the roach spray, motels, or any other gadget that claims to rid you of those gigantic breathing flying freak monsters. Louisiana roaches don't wink at poison, & they'll eat your wash soap in your tub in one night. OH gawd, have you ever woke up with one staring at you from your chest, crawl up your face- and then had to bang all it's legs off with a steve maden shoe , only to see it keep on crawling towards you!!!! lol
Ok- so here's something that will help.... PURE 100% essential oil of eucalyptus, one drop on their body and they go into convulsions- then you can do what you wish to them (smoosh or whatever). Eucalyptus branches won't work - they'll eat them - you need the pure stuff man!
Posted by: Leslie @ the oko box | June 01, 2008 at 04:10 PM
Holy Jesus! You DO live in midcity BR! From one midcity girl to another, buy some Bengal spray from the gov'mt street hardware ASAP! That is the only thing that I have found that works for those huge suckers. That is the price for having all of those gorgeous trees around the neighborhood.
Posted by: marcy | June 01, 2008 at 08:02 PM
OMG. Are they seriously THAT big??? And do they have crawfish boils with the ones in our ladies' room here at ye olde Blue Horizon? Maybe they just boil themselves.
These photos made me puke Japanese candies all over my desk. Hideously terrifying. Now I know I could never live there, alas. You are certainly a hardier lass than I am when it comes to the Exoskeletonators.
Posted by: Alison/Lilshametongue | June 02, 2008 at 12:36 PM
Bengal works great as a repellent as does anything with boric acid in it. It's a powder not a liquid, so it is much better at getting into nooks and crannies than the wet stuff. It can take a good while for them to die, though. Raid is best for when you need them dead and quick.
Posted by: P | June 05, 2008 at 03:09 PM
i am appalled by just 1 amall nyc roach in my vicinity. this made me throw up in my mouth. if i had to confront these regularly it would only be in my new HAZMAT suit.
Posted by: ali | June 09, 2008 at 03:59 PM