I'm lying here

wielding a sick looking tennis racquet.  It cost me $2.99 at Harbor Freight.  It carries two D-cells in the handle,  and it has a sweet snap when I swing it through the path of a fruit fly.  I have been stalking the kitchen area in hopes of blasting a small swarm of them.  They may have already fled when I have placed marigolds around.  I have been fighting this invasion for a couple of weeks.  I suspect the roomie is actually feeding them.  She's not being too helpful in not leaving food loose for them.