So i was having a beer after my talk last night near my hotel in Columbia, South Carolina, with the publisher, editor, and a couple of writers for the Columbia City Paper when THIS THING FLEW RIGHT PAST MY FACE:

It's a GIANT FLYING COCKROACH. And it's huge. The locals have given it some other name—the "Bluebug of Happiness" or something—because it's too depressing to admit that your city is swarming with GIANT FUCKING COCKROACHES that can FUCKING FLY.