Weren't the Cicadas Coming?

Living in the midwestern tri-state area and working a lot in Cincinnati, OH, just about all one saw and heard on the local news the last month was about the coming cicada invasion. Some "cicada experts" claimed numbers reaching one million cicada per acre in certain areas of greater Cincinnati. "Cicada experts." Hmm. Guys are actually proud to call themselves cicada experts? That's like a june bug expert or fruit fly specialist. I can just picture a broad-shouldered man talking about his life as a ladybug expert. Wouldn't these people rather be a "higher form" of expert? Why not a theology expert, and professor in astrophysics, or microbiologist? What's with this whole "bug guy" mentality? So back to the cicadas—not the "expert." Two-and-a-half weeks ago, the big news was the cicada invasion set to begin on Sunday, May 9. Well, Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, and a bunch of other days have past since then and I have yet to see a "mass swarm of cicadas similar to locust plagues of Biblical times!" For some strange reason, I was convinced to eat in the humid, 80-degree outside last week. I counted a grand total of two cicadas buzzing in a nearby tree. So was the big invasion just a dud?