So what on EARTH is the deal with the fish flies? They disguist me to no end! I narrowly escaped them this morning as I dashed out of my house in an attempt to not touch/run into one. I called Ryan and told him I would seriously be moving out if I came home and they were still plastered to the doors/windows. Sure enough, they were gone when I got home, but have now returned. They’re strong and determined little buggers, too – as I called him, one clung to my car at 60 mph. Jerk.