This one has been hanging around the handrail on our front steps for a few weeks, check rx always skittering away when I want to photograph and then attempt to kill it.
I failed miserably at both, site price until this past weekend.
I don’t feel good about having ended such a magnificent creature, ampoule but I decided I’d feel even worse rushing one of my family to the hospital for treatment.
We had lots of those in the garage in Burbank. They also used to love to live inside the reel mechanism of the garden hose reel.
I remember in grade school, I was fascinated by black widow spiders and I decided I would change my name to an hourglass shape, predating the Formerly-known-as-Prince idea. I even turned in papers with only the hourglass symbol! Yes, my mom was called….
I’ve always been amazed at the intensity of how black they are. It’s a total absence of light. An arachnoid black hole. They really are amazing looking but they’re so dangerous!
Man, I wonder what your dining customers would say if they knew about your obsession with a poisonous arachnid metaphor.
They ARE fantastically elegant – their very architecture screams DON’T. FUCK. WITH. ME.
pffft. that was grade school. I got my weirdness under control after that 😛
Bugs and related critters skeeve me out to no end. I confess i do have to force myself to taste when they order shellfish of any kind. Shrimp, crab, lobster, mussels, scallops, GAG!
I can look at any bug as long as it’s contained, but out in the open, fagettaboudit!
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