If you have an ant infestation that bad it's either time for you to move, hire an exterminator or keep a cleaner house.<br>Ants inside a salt shaker....sheesh!!!!!<br><br>"I ain't scared of you muthafukaz!".....Bernie Mac R.I.P. 2008
Saw this in a Google search and it agrees somewhat with Carp:<br><br>Many small ants mistake the EM field of electrical devices as something living. Leave it off for awhile and set out ant traps around your computer desk. Ideally you want to leave the computer completely off when it is unattended.<br>posted by JJ86 at 10:16 AM on September 5, 2006<br><br>Ant bait traps for 24 hours rid me of ants anytime I get them [not often].<br><br>Here are the Google results:<br><br>http://tinyurl.com/6hqeof<br><br>
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Bukk's story March 15 2002 <br><br>Here's the story: So Spring has begun to sprung, and with the daffydils and toolips in the yard have arisen ants in the kitchen. Not lots of ants, mind you, but enough to be troublesome and a little worrying.<br><br>I think, get some ant traps, see what happens.<br><br>My sweetie thinks, must . . . hunt . . . ants . . . stalk . . . kill . . . Something like that, anyway. She starts on this carefully managed bombing campaign, almost U.S.-in-Afghanistan-like. She tracks the ants to their point of entry, places ant hotels in strategic locations, and watches. Always watches.<br><br>The first batch of natural and organic traps is ineffective. The ants ignore them in droves. My thinking is, okay, call the exterminator. But her thinking is, stalk . . . kill . . . crush . . . destroy . . . I catch her watching the ants for ever longer periods of time. Minutes. Tens of minutes. Hours. I'm getting worried.<br><br>"Sweetie, what are you doing?"<br><br>"Watching the ants."<br><br>"But, . . . why?"<br><br>"You have to learn how they think -- that way you can strike with the greatest effectiveness!"<br><br>Learn how ants think. Hmmm. "Sweetie, ants don't have brains. They can't think."<br><br>"Yes they do have brains!" She turns to my daughter, standing close by. "Don't they have brains?!"<br><br>Now, my daughter is very smart, but she wouldn't be your first choice when looking for someone to clarify a point on ant neuro-physiology. So, naturally I'm surprised when she says, "They don't have brains, per se, but they do have a nerve cluster that manages motor function and a variety of instinctive behaviors." (Me, thinking: Wha-?)<br><br>"See!" my sweetie cries out. "That's like a brain!" She's back to her stalking.<br><br>Days pass. She raises the weapons ante, bringing home ant traps of virtual nukular capacity. Sure enough, the ants are all over them like flies on potato salad. Within a day or two, the infestation has declined precipitously.<br><br>I am relieved. Perhaps the horror is over.<br><br>But, . . . no. Some ants remain. Not many, to be sure. But a few.<br><br>Must . . . kill . . . ants . . .<br><br>Last night I run my daughter over to a friend's, and upon my return discover my sweetie AND my young son staring intently an upturned glass on the kitchen counter. Inside the glass is a nukular ant trap and five scurrying ants.<br><br>"We trapped 'em," my sweetie says breathlessly.<br><br>"Um, . . . okay?" I reply, hesitant, anxious.<br><br>"Look, Daddy!" my tike says. "Aren't they creepy?!" He is delighted.<br><br>"What's the plan here?" I wonder aloud.<br><br>"Well," my sweetie says, "we're going to wait until they eat the poison, then we're going to release them and track them back to their lair. Once we find it, we smash 'em!" She continues to stare at the glass. The ants are not cooperating. They're not eating the ant poison. But my sweetie remains diligent. Ever diligent.<br><br>"We must see this through," she mutters, "to the end!"<br><br>Please, someone tell me, what's wrong with my sweetie?!<br><br><br><br>
Why do ants like my laptops?<br><br>You obviously don't wash your hands... it's all of that residual "stroyent" left on your hands/fingers being deposited onto your laptop(s)! DUH!!! <br><br>droogs <br><br>
Somehow only half my post made it. (How?) Anyway--the missing first line was to the effect that NOBODY is allowed to eat or drink near my Macs--thus keeping my screens like new instead of the usual splatter effect.<br><br>nagr[color:red]o</font color=red>mme<br><br>I require stroyent!<br>TeamMacOSX.com | MacClan.net
Interesting. If it gets bad enough I'll have to leave my Mac off a while! Meanwhile, ant traps may be called for.<br><br>Now... what the heck do they want with the salt shakers???<br><br>nagr[color:red]o</font color=red>mme<br><br>I require stroyent!<br>TeamMacOSX.com | MacClan.net
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