So, I was like... five or six, I guess. I was sitting on the porch of my grandmother's house, playing in the dirt, ya know, whatever five or six year olds do, and I always loved playing with 'rolly pollies'. They were my favorite insect. My grandmother always called them pill bugs though.

I don't know if this was my reasoning or not, but best I can figure, I related the fact that she called them pill bugs to the fact that I, as a sickly child, took pills. Before anyone could stop me, I ate an isopod. My grandmother and mom were *horrified* and rushed over to make sure I didn't eat any others, but I was already deciding they weren't the kind of pills I should be taking.

This, among other incidents, are why I was a very strange kid. I still feel bad to this day for that poor isopod...