Sweat bees. I've heard of "sweat bees" since I was a child, and I thought it referred to some of the (larger) little gnats that will swarm around your face on a humid day in the more rural parts of Georgia. I never knew until today they are real bees that will drink our sweat and tears. →[More:]That article is a bit sensationalistic, with the bees perched around an open eye in a lab experiment. I think it's kind of cool that there's an insect that lives on the salty oily water we excrete, and I bet I fed a bazillion of them in the screenless upstairs bedroom I shared with my brother in Augusta, GA in the late 70s.