So I was just sitting in my humid, un-air-conditioned living room (it's broken and I'm waiting for a call back) sweating and cursing this incredibly loud cicada who had perched on the wall outside. This was one horny buggie, chirping so loudly that I actually considered shutting the window and the airflow, just to get some peace. And then, mid-chirp - and can I just say that they should have another word like SCREAM because that is not some measly chirp - a bird flew in front of the window and gobbled it up!
Crows: 1. Cicadas: 0. My ears? Magnificent.