A Bug's Life

So I found this big fella by my apartment mailboxes. I'm pretty sure this is what baby cicadas turn into as adults? I've never seen one this big!

Poor fella was so starved for energy he couldn't even fly, but he sure as hell clung to my car keys on the walk home!

I named him Harry. Here he is on my patio table drinkin' up some sweet, sweet sugar water.

Harry is a thirsty little bastard!

After about 5 minutes of drinkin', Harry perked up and became hella active. Then he flew off full speed into the night to chase some streetlights and hot cicada lovin'!

Beer tax (b/c I have no cats or dogs to offer).