Should You Desire Steamed Scallops, Stay Connected; Otherwise I'm the Owl Who Witnessed Tumbleweed Ordeal

I find a small oasis in my disturbing mind-set as a laugh springs forth from somewhere I had forgotten existed, or never even knew or will discover. The laughter is caused by the hilarity of animal behavior in its futility when faced with intelligent human creatures. Well, here I have to far demeaned the mechanisms of the cockroach, for apart from all its impressive, sheek maneuverings (my favorite of the commoners) even this technique might have worked to fool me in another circumstance. So here he was, in my peripheral -- a dark spot of movement -- and in reflex I turned my eye to capture the sight. Indeed I did in effect capture it, though more than I desired to for he abruptly freeze-framed disallowing me to see the creature actually moving, though his figure did not escape my vision so easily. I stared at him for a few moments with a still gaze to test his perception, judgment, and memory, but he passed the test an only continued his scurry trail when I had removed my eyes from his form. He had moved a fair distance by the time I regained the visual line to him, and we continues playing this game of Red Light; Green Light for several rounds, wherein each time he proved his ability to stop on a dime (not to mention immediate realization that he had gained my attention). His brilliance and stealth truly amazed me, if awakening a chuckle as these intense attempts failed to evade my awareness of his existence (and contrarily deeper my understanding thereof).

“Hey there. What have you been up to?”
“Well, I feel the need to read the occasional deep theological article, so I was just in the library reading about Christian solitude from a respected Theological magazine. How is your report coming?
“Uh, I’m writing about a cockroach.”