Crickets?

All this week, my garage has sounded like the Pirates of the Caribbean ride at Disneyland. Never sounded like this back in Seattle. Finally found out why - it's the cricket invasion. They are all over this place. The showers at the Y are another favorite cricket spot. At least it's not something poisonous. Like the dead scorpion I found - it was almost 3 inches long and looked like a Barbie sized lobster. I have a picture, but won't upset the delicate flowers of womanhood who read my spots by posting it. (You know who you are!)