The Argyle Sweater by Scott Hilburn for July 15, 2024

“Talking to your replacement.”

Dead under a street light.

Flying into a wall.

Must be a temporary job service!

Either flattened on a sports cars windshield or a bikers helmet

I see myself flying headlong into a bug zapper….

Bumping my head against the glass window.

Desperately seeking a partner to reproduce with. Is that ok on company time?

Floating upside down in a swimming pool

Happily married and at the end of a wonderful career.

The mayfly strips never get old… and neither do the mayflies.

In a pile of dung?

Reminds me of annual job performance reviews the last 5 years of my so-called “career”.

Employee turnover is ungodly.

In your chair.

I always wondered why species like mayflies and several other insects that seem to live only so they can reproduce and die even exist. Such a short lifespan. How do they even survive as a species?

Becoming one with a truck windshield in La Crosse, Wisconsin near the river.

Am I having deja vu, or did we just see this one a couple weeks ago?

Being digested.

He always knew he’d make it one day.

In a mirror, same as now.

A Fish Dinner… sorry – A Fish’s Dinner.

“I figure if I work here for 4 hours, I can go on vacation.”

They are here for food for others.

“The Mayfly: so called because they may not.” So this is Science. H.F. Ellis 1932

…with you…pushin’ up daisies!

Annoying baseball players in Cleveland.

I don’t think they produce one offspring at a time. Perhaps a better question would be how the human species has managed to survive.