Better known to you as the Clover Mite. Those tiny little red bugs you see everywhere come spring time. Rodamaur means “red ant” in Icelandic, apparently. I like it.
This little critter has seen better days, however. He can not, in fact, see anything at all!
The Gaping Maw:
Some fresh air:
A Predatorial Haiku:
My tummy rumbles.
You won’t hear me sneaking up
On my tippy toes.
By the way . . . I got in to the Pitchfork Depart-ment Show! Whooo! So, if you find yourself at the Pitchfork Music Fest in Chicago this summer, stop on by and buy some plush. (That means you, all you die-hard Public Enemy fans!)