Retraction

After a few minutes perusing the jPg I have determined that we were not at the same beach, but very close. I now give you the jFrog's picture to compare.All the details of the gentleman's blog match rather nicely with what I recall of finding these ants. We found them in a tree just in front of the trail leading to the beach where we found the sand bubbler crabs. It doesn't seem that jFrog has any pictures posted of said crustaceans, misfortunately. However he does have a fine picture of the beach approaches.
My compliments to whomever took this photo of a sand bubbler crab burrow and surrounding demesne.

Sand bubbler crabs and green ants

In a search for information and identification of some strange little crabs we saw in Australia, I found this. Unless I am very much mistaken (I am counting on my friends to either confirm or deny), this gentleman took pictures of the exact ant nest and bubbler crabs on the exact same beach where we found them. For that matter, I think jFrog has a picture of that precise nest somewhere in his collection. This is just too weird.

If man were meant to fly, he'd have been born with wings

On my way to my mothers place today I thought I blew a tire or was destroying my car in some other new and interesting way. I was driving merrily along when suddenly there was a violent thumpity, thumpity, thumpity sound very much like that of a tire shredding and flapping about in the wheel well. Its a sound I've had to deal with on two separate, non-consecutive occasions. It isn't something you forget. Luckily I was very (150ft) close to my mom's driveway. The sound got quieter as I slowed the car down, but kept on going even after I killed the engine. After a very confused second examination of the facts I concluded that my car was fine, but that helicopter was flying way too close to the ground. Apparently the violence of the rotors tearing the air apart feel and sound very much like the violence of a car tire tearing itself apart.

Probably an old relative of mine

Our pyramids, fist-sized gold pendants, and burial llamas were always better than the neighbors. You just wish you had a country half as nice as mine.