I call them kamikaze flies, but they are really not on a suicide mission, so the name is a bit off.  Although, I must admit, if they spend too much time dive-bombing in our home, they really are on a suicide mission.

Kamikaze flies show up at night.  They are just like regular flies except they zoom through the air and never land.  They are so irritating if you are reading at night because they roar past and dip down to almost touch you then sceech away.  They are loud, they are frenetic, and they are irritating to the nth degree.

I don't like them.

The other night as I was trying to get my jangled nerves settled down, I was sitting up in bed working on a crossword puzzle to get sleepy.  I couldn't relax though because the most kamikaze of flies ever was driving me bananas.  He was moving so fast that I couldn't even see him.  I could hear him though, indeed, I could!  Then I had an absolutely brilliant idea.  I am sharing it with you in case you ever find need of figuring out a way to outsmart one of these little guys.

I turned on the light in the adjoining bathroom.  Then I turned off the light in the room I was in.  Then I walked into the bathroom, and, sure enough, Mr. Kami followed me in there.  Then I quickly sidled out of the door and slammed it.  He was caught.  I also stuck my hand back in really quick and turned off the light.  Kamis always settle down as soon as it is dark.

I share this with my adoring audience in the hopes of helping someone stay sane when faced with a similar situation.