Get a cat! We get crickets in our basement this time every year, the big ones with the long legs. A few years ago our new cat found them and became quite the hunter. She kills them and regularly brings the "drumsticks" upstairs to the family room or kitchen, where we find them when they crunch under our feet. Ugh. We've said several times that we should have named her Cricket (her name is Tribble, after the 1960s Star Trek episode of the purring furballs that took over the spaceship).