Bugguide Buggeroo

So, as everyone should know, Crumby attempted to integrate with Bugguide once before. Yet that try or attempt failed miserably. Mercy though! Crumby wishes to get Ray’s fly pictures and his own bee pictures identified to the lowest possible taxon levels. Only Bugguide can help, maybe.

But then, when Crumby began the process of cropping to fill the frame and downsizing pictures to 560 pixels at the widest side, he despaired. Good Goddess! Mercy! This can’t be right.

But alas. It is right. It is the rules. Good Goddess! Mercy! Merciful Heavens!

Later

No. Crumby has not submitted this bee’s picture to Bugguide. He can’t make himself do it. Because Crumby has already looked at all the pictures on display at Bugguide that feature Anthophorinae. Anthophorinae is the subfamily of bees that Crumby believes his depicted bee is a member of. And Crumby’s bee is not represented.

But Crumby does not believe anyone is likely to identify his bee to genus species from this picture. Somebody probably could identify Crumby’s bee to genus species from this picture. But they won’t. Perhaps from malice. No. That someone might say, well it is probably such and such, but the picture is so shitty, I can’t be sure. Do you have any better pictures of this same bee or better pictures of other bees you are confident is the same as the depicted bee.

Jeez Louise! That is precisely what Crumby’s ovational feelings or attitudes are telling him at this very nonce. Therefore, Crumby is going to think longer and harder about submitting a bunch of shitty pictures.

This sad business also reminds Crumby that he needs a camera with more megapixels. You may see, thus, that one miserable conclusion leads to another. Yes. Miserable conclusions come cascading down. Exactly like when you are fixing to ride your new pony through the draw. But suddenly your many enemies have concealed themselves up on the rims of the draw and they are now fixing to push boulders over the edge of the draw. Then those boulders which your many enemies have pushed over the edge come cascading down along with a great many other rocks or sticks which the original boulders dislodged so that all those sticks and stones come landsliding along together. They are fixing to engulf and afflict you and your new pony in precisely the same fashion that a miserable conclusion or two may lead to a landslide or cascade of the same general style and dimension.