Now that you have rid yourself of the crickets, I can tell you how much I dislike them. I didn't use to dislike them--only if they sang *too* much.
But then I started buying them to feed to the Boy's bearded dragon. Boy, those things STINK. Ew. Ew. Ew. Especially when they die in their little critter keepers. They are so disgusting that now I will only buy superworms for the lizard. Granted, superworms aren't a picnic--one of the monsters in Buffy the VS was a conglomeration of superworms--but compared to crickets they are fresh and lovely.
I suppose I should offer some perspective on this picture. Literally.
When I say this is my crawlspace, I mean just that! From wall-to-wall in this shot is just wider than my shoulders.
The 'ceiling' is maybe two, two and a half feet.
That piece of wood in the middle? That's part of a shovel. Specifically, part of a shovel that was used in cricket removal when the crickets died in the dirt.
Shot-wise, I took this standing in the basement area. This is looking back into the crawlspace, which curves around that bend and eventually ends up in my living room.
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Looks like a wine cellar to me!
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That's one creepy-assed crawlspace. Are you sure that's not Al Capone's vault?
Edgar Allan Poe would be proud. Any dead bodies?
Dude. That's not a crawlspace, that's a very small catacomb.
On the other hand, you now have an awesome setup for Halloween, if you so choose.
Wayward Classicist cellam habet! Best news of the week!
Now that you have rid yourself of the crickets, I can tell you how much I dislike them. I didn't use to dislike them--only if they sang *too* much.
But then I started buying them to feed to the Boy's bearded dragon. Boy, those things STINK. Ew. Ew. Ew. Especially when they die in their little critter keepers. They are so disgusting that now I will only buy superworms for the lizard. Granted, superworms aren't a picnic--one of the monsters in Buffy the VS was a conglomeration of superworms--but compared to crickets they are fresh and lovely.
So. Happy. For you.
I'm with other respondents, that is not a basement. I understand now why you have no intention of fixing that up.
I suppose I should offer some perspective on this picture. Literally.
When I say this is my crawlspace, I mean just that! From wall-to-wall in this shot is just wider than my shoulders.
The 'ceiling' is maybe two, two and a half feet.
That piece of wood in the middle? That's part of a shovel. Specifically, part of a shovel that was used in cricket removal when the crickets died in the dirt.
Shot-wise, I took this standing in the basement area. This is looking back into the crawlspace, which curves around that bend and eventually ends up in my living room.
Oh, hidden passage! I'm going all D&D in your place!!! How exciting!
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