09.13.08 I’m No Scientist Or Anything But This Is Weird
There’s a lot about Tennessee that’s a little different from Texas, the Motherland from whence I came. What passes for TexMex in Tennessee, for instance, we’ve covered this here before, grieves my spirit. Then there are the laws, like the one which guarantees a Tennessean’s right to eat roadkill. Glad Senator Jethro got that one through committe - saved our society right there, yes he did. Also, there are seasons - there are four of them here in Tennessee and during one of them - I believe the natives call it “winter” - there’s this white stuff that floats all strange like down from the sky and hangs out on the grass and and trees and such for a few days. Very odd indeed.
But strangest of all I think are the bugs. They’ve got some weird bugs here in Tennessee. For instance, one day not too long ago we were sitting in the front yard in our folding chairs, like the rednecks we’re proud to be, when I noticed something fluffy and white on Becky’s shirt - A piece of moss or fuzz or lint maybe. Never passing up a legitimate opportunity to graze my wife’s chest area, I brushed it away. And when I did, the little fur ball flew. The thing flew!
Over the next week or so, these little guys multiplied like Tribbles. (Nerd bonus for knowing what a Tribble is, by the way.) And everything in our yard got really really sticky - the grass, car, us. Everything. I immediately started reading the Left Behind series just to get to the bottom of this strange phenomenon. (Evangelical subculture bonus for knowing what Left Behind is. Subtract a million points for owning the soundtrack, DVD, poster, action figures or video game.)
Thank God for Google and Redneck Neighbor’s Blackberry - we did some digging and soon learned that the little pieces of white flying ash were actually bugs called Woolly Aphids. Hypothetically, if you were to catch a Whooly Aphid and you were to rub it’s “fur” off, hypothetically, what you’d find underneath is a teeny tiny green dot the size of a pin head...with legs...and no wings because, hypothetically, they’d get rubbed off with the fur. And, hypothetically, this wouldn’t make you feel guilty because stuff without a discernible face isn’t, hypothetically, cute and can’t scream.
We also learned that these suckers were drawn to our yard because of the hackberry trees littering it. We don’t know why we haven’t seen them here sooner, but they love our hackberry’s this year. What are they doing in our hackberry trees? Glad you asked - and you won’t be. According to real live scientists, these critters are doin’ it in our hackberry trees (a lot), eating the sap of our hackberry trees, and “dispensing” “honeydew” from their tiny furry bodies (I’ve chosen not to research the orifice from whence it is dispensed). This honeydew is all over our stuff. And us.
And this troubles me. I have miniature Tribbles doin’ it in my trees and peeing honey on my stuff. Anybody need a soft rock star in Texas? I’m about ready to move now.

said:
I live in Clarksville, which isn’t that far from you, and I haven’t seen those in the three years I’ve been here. We’ve got tons of other weird bugs though (none with a story quite like these), things I never could have dreamed up from my NC origins. I share your awe/disgust with your invaders, and they will be surely added to my growing list of weird things about TN.
anne jackson said:
please let chris and i take you guys to cinco de mayo up here in the hood. you will not regret it.
anne jackson said:
*chris and me. dangit.
Shaun Groves said:
What good is grammar without capital letters? Just sayin’. Rather inconsistent is all.
said:
A creative mind + too much free time = blog articles like this one.
By the way, that white stuff that falls from the sky in winter is snow. And Tennesseans have no idea what it’s really like either.
Beth
rich said:
Ah trouble with Tribbles, those pesky little Star Trek fur balls. Maybe you can find Cyrano Jones to help you out…
Linda Sue said:
Tribbles were a lot bigger than those little fluffy flying procreating gooey pooey bugs of yours. Texas is always here man - but are you forgetting chiggers and fireants? I mean I LOVE Texas don’t want to live anywhere else but am also using plenty of benadryl places where one can’t scratch in public!
Kelly @ Love Well said:
I’ve seen those in Minnesota. Only they don’t move. We call them “snowflakes.” Nasty little buggers.
Shaun Groves said:
Linda Sue, ew.
Texas in Africa said:
I spent a twelve-year interlude out of Texas in Middle Tennessee and have NEVER seen those little buggers. Must be global warming.
Keely said:
I just saw these furry things the other day and was FREAKED out! Not because of the eww factor but more the “what is that?” factor. Being a fellow displaced Texan I feel the pain in finding unknown tennessee creatures. People were laughing at my curiosity but I will for sure be passing on your insightful research!
Linda Sue said:
"And when the second arrived I got a hand and arm full of pungent goo from the gut of a resilient five year-old with fantastic aim.”
I got an “ew” from the man who wrote those very words - I think I’m flattered in a very strange way! y’all are a hoot - life is good here in North Texas but please pray for those folks down south - looks nasty.
erin said:
I’ve lived in TN all my life and have never seen one of those. But I also haven’t heard of a hackberry tree, so my knowledge clearly is lacking in many areas.
Amy Welch said:
I don’t normally stop by your site by but I am listening to Twilight on repeat these days and somehow ventured here to read about bugs.. But hey, good post. I did see one of those this week walking to my car and really thought it was a ‘who’ like from “Horton hears a who” but I guess not… I’m in kinda disappointed.
More importantly, Twilight is..lyrically spectacular. It’s become a prayer of mine as of late. When I run out of my own words for God I sometimes borrow someone else’s.
So thanks,
That’s all.
Amy
Brad said:
For the record, I get nerd bonus points and evangelical subculture bonus points (no subtractions either!) from this blog. Thanks a lot Shaun!
So what do I win? Will you send me some fireflies? Being a California kid I’ve never seen one in my life and I feel SO deprived.
Shawn Bashor said:
Tribbles are brown...sheesh, wanna be nerd!
carolyn said:
what in the world is a hackberry? i feel sorry for the poor soul that named that tree.
do you have any klingons near by? cause, if i remember correctly tribbles hate klingons.
Linda Sue said:
Let’s not be testy folks - according to a Wiki search - “tribbles are native to the planet Iota Geminorum IV. They are essentially small bundles of fur with no visible external features. The fur of live-action and animated tribbles ranges from solid white to grey, speckled light to dark brown, yellow to reddish orange, and black.” so tribbles had a full range of colors.
Jade =) said:
Wow, those bugs are totally creepy! Love the Tribble reference (when we went to the Las Vegas Star Trek Experience we actually came home with this little Tribble that would vibrate and stuff, the cats LOVED it - side nerd note: they totally shut the Star Trek Experience down a few weeks ago, sad nerd face.)
I also love the references to yourself as a soft rock star. My husband worked for a ‘lite rock’ station here in Dallas for a long time and we always cracked jokes about Celine Dion and Michael Bolten coming out and saying “Are you ready to (lite) rock!?!?”
said:
Stay with the aphids Shaun ~ ‘cause here in East TX, the only bugs gettin’ it on are the mosquitos! Seriously. It’s. Bad.
Cynthia said:
"Never passing up a legitimate opportunity to graze my wife’s.........”
Men.
Shaun Groves said:
What?? It was legitimate!!
Women.
said:
Watching Mystery Diagnosis this weekend, some kid picked up a strange disease from the soil in TX that required him having multiple spinal taps. Just sayin, maybe the bugs aren’t so bad
Krista said:
Thank you thank you thank you for that laugh!
I researched your “honeydew” for you… did you know that in some parts of the world other bugs eat that honeydew and produce “honeydew honey” which some people then eat (as in, think it’s a delicacy). Crazy stuff!
said:
So I live in the same town as you and I haven’t encountered any flying furriness, which means you have two options. One, hack down your hackberry trees ‘cause we ain’t got no hackberry trees. If we did I would actually know what the heck you were talking about. Two, just come sit in my backyard on my folding lawn chairs where we ain’t go no flying fuzz. I’ll even share my sun tea with you ‘cause we’re both classy and generous.
Talena said:
Oo! I get the double bonus! And no points subtracted! What do I win? Lemme guess--a jar of fur and honeydew?
Jenni said:
I thought maybe it was manna.