Monday, August 2, 2010


Dear spiders that fall on or around my head,

   I'm having a really bad day (week, month, year) and I really do not appreciate you falling in and around my head, scaring the bejesus out of me.  It's really not nice.  Now I don't know if you are still on my being, even though I've brushed my hair 1000X, shaken out my shirt, etc.  But I know you could still be there...

   Did you know that once, one of your brethren landed on my glasses, WHILE I WAS WEARING THEM in the car?  Thankfully I was a passenger, not the driver, so when I flung the glasses onto the dashboard, a horrible accident did not ensue.  Try getting over that, a spider showing up on your lens.  You would fling them too.  How would you like it if a human showed up on YOUR glasses or fell on YOUR head.  You wouldn't like it one bit.  Oh, and then there was the time when one of your brethren landed on my shirt (causing screaming and my cat to scratch me BADLY), or sat on the ceiling above my head...the stories ABOUND!!

   So I propose we go back to doing what we do best.  You can hide in the corner, discreetly, or just disappear in a box in the garage (until I need that box and you can move elsewhere at that time).  I will ignore you.  You can ignore me.  And we can have, to quote an episode of Star Trek:  TNG (because I am clearly a nerd) "peaceful coexistence."  Oh, wait, those aliens wanted to take us over and such, but, well, just, um, can't we all just get along???



P.S. Just looking for the spider pics traumatized me...

Here, now you can scare your friends!!