Empire of Ants has ended

For now anyway. Haven't seen the little bastards (worker ants are in fact female, but "bastards" sounds so much better than "bitches") after the first day of putting out the delicious poison. They went nuts for the stuff in both spots where I put it. Group One's turnout: Monterey Pop. Group Two: Woodstock - they came out in droves within minutes. Just like the hippies, once the fun was over, they were gone. Ok, not the best analogy, but that's what came to mind.