What’s your name, beautiful?

Last November I woke up with a stranger in my bed, and I hadn’t even been drinking.

I opened my eyes, turned my head on the pillow and there was this thing staring back at me. I must have rolled over on it in the recent past, because (as you can see) its back end is a little crooked.

So i did what anyone else would do, grabbed the camera and put the bug on a white background (a 3×5 index card). I have never seen one of these before or since, and I certainly can’t explain how this thing ended up on my pillow on a November morning.