Gosh Darn Mosquitos!!

While many others believe themselves to be the ultimate mosquito magnet, I must argue, I have yet to meet anyone who can match my ability to get bitten. As a child, my bites were so plentiful and humongous that my poor legs were a mess of scars, bruises, and red lumps. I was forbidden to swim in the public pool at times. Parents and teachers questioned me about if I was being beaten at home. Medicines were sometimes taken.

There is some medical confirmation of my attraction. A doctor once told me that folks with my blood type (AB negative, present in less than 1% of the US population and the most rare) seem to attract more mosquitos. A possible, but odd, confirmation of this: on a Discovery show about vampires (I watched an odd assortment of things while confined to a breast pump after Will was born) a woman who claimed to be a vampire said that blood did differ in taste according to blood type, and that AB negative blood tasted the best, it was the sweetest.

Anyway, my point is:

What the frack is the deal with the mosquitoes in our front yard?!? I am beyond tired of getting bit several times every time I walk out my front door. And I *swear* it is something unique about our house. Yet there is no standing water anywhere in our front yard, porch, or (so we know) neighbors yards and porches. So where in the world are these beasts coming from?!?

Current thought: we have a storm drain in front of our house. Could they live in the storm drain? And if so, is there something I can do to kill them off? I will surrender my usual affection for organic yard applications in this instance. I want them dead and gone!!!