Maybe they are hornets. I do not know what they are. But as Howard said they are big and slow and lumbering, bumping into things, making a racket.
I am sitting here trying to concentrate on Leonard Pennario and there is this bee bumping around.
And the worst thing is, you have to club these animals to death. They do not die easy. I have one of those Western New York Values coupon supplements lying around and when I roll it up it is pretty heavy and that is what I hit them with.
When I last saw these bees I used a New Yorker. That works even better!
So. Just now I am clobbering this bee against the window. It falls down. It struggles up. I deal another strike. It buzzes. It falls down. It struggles up.
I harden my heart. I am descended from Huns. I can kill this bee. But I hate seeing something expire slowly, you know?
Die, already, will you?
Finally the thing drops down again and this time I slam the window on it.
This is like a Wes Craven movie! If the thing does not die one way it dies another way.
The good news is, there have been two bees and two bee deaths.
The bad news is, this is going to be a long summer.