They're gone, nothing more than a memory and a faint smell of eau de cricket if I sit on the porch stairs. (Ewwwww.) The postal service picked them up late Friday morning.
get this though -- Friday night (24 hours after I called the sender and left a voice mail about receiving the crates o' crickets) I get a call telling me that, oops, he mistyped the address and could *I* call the person who was supposed to receive them and tell him that they were at my house? Of course, by then the critters were long gone. But do you think this was a proper business reponse?