http://www.readymademag.com/feature_6_sodcouch.phpHahahaa, I laughed when I first saw this do-it-yourself article, but I think it'd be awesome if my landlady and landlord built one of them in their yard.
Actually, I just recently realized how much people around here love doing yard work. My land-people are exemplary. Even though they live four or five hours away, they actually drive down here every other weekend or so to plant more pear trees and rearrange their flowerbeds. It's fun to have them around since they get so happy swapping their plants around. When they call me, it's always to ask if it's rained recently and whether their lawn needs more watering. The inside of the house is no exception. I water all the household plants for them about twice a week and the last time, I started wondering why the heck it took me so long. Out of curiosity, I started keeping track of how many there were as I watered them and lost count around seventy. Wow, no wonder we've got lots of spiders. And then there was the day that one of the household plants got invaded by literally thousands of ants. Oooh! I haven't told you guys about this one yet, have I?
Once upon a day, I was crossing the family room when my peripheral vision noticed a black, moving mass where a spider plant (I know, fitting name) on a pedestal usually was by the front door. The last time I saw a black, moving mass, it covered all four walls, the ceiling, and the floor of a bathroom in Taiwan ~ but that's a cockroach story. So anyways, google tells me that ants apparently like to drink water. And seeing as it had been about a hundred degrees outside for the prior week or so without any rain and I'd just watered the spider plant a couple hours before, they'd all decided to mass migrate to this little paradise of standing water in the air-conditioned shade. These guys were having a freaking party in the corner. It was crazy! I've never seen that many ants at once in my life. In grossed-out panic, I put on a pair of cleaning gloves, threw the front door wide open, grabbed the writhing mass, and chucked the entire thing outside ~ gloves, pot, plant, ants, all. I lost some brave gloves that day.
*intermission for freaky jumpy dance to get all ants off self*
Then I had to deal with the pedestal, which was still scrambling with ants. HA, now they were freaking out a lot more than I was, MWAHAHAA. After figuring out the pedestal was too heavy to chuck outside, I decided to just leave them and hope they'd all go home since there wasn't any paradise left. Fortunately they didn't figure out there was a paradise clone a couple feet away, but unfortunately, they did decide to start climbing up the walls. So then google also tells me that ants can't get a grip on baby powder. I grabbed a bottle and started mass dumping it everywhere around the point of invasion and throwing it over all the walls. And amazingly, it worked! Whenever they got to the baby powder, the ants would scramble for a bit as they lost traction and then fall to the floor. After a couple tries, they gave up, went home within the hour, and haven't been back since. Wow, that worked waaaay better than all those costly ant baits I've put out in the past. So ummm, yea, baby powder!