I’m one of those people who wanders around the house, obsessively turning lights off. My obsession competes with the opposing impulses of someone who, disliking things that go bump in the night, tends to leave them on. The delicate and ever-shifting balance of power in this ongoing conflict is currently being upset by a third party: a huntsman spider, who has chosen to share our toilet with us these past few days. It’s a selective creature: it hasn’t yet introduced itself to me. It’s apparently not quite as large as the creature in this photo – although it certainly looms large enough in the imaginations of members of the household. I somewhat suspect that, even once it is no longer with us, the ghost of its presence will continue to haunt our discussion over whether lights in disused portions of the house are best left on…
Up the Water Spout
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- The Accident of Design
- Guerrilla Marketing
- Chocolate Covered Homework
Hmmm, I’m wondering, which has the more fearsome arachnids, Australia or Texas?
Happy New Year to you, too.
The huntsman’s like the Texas tarantulas – not dangerous – just looks wicked and will bite if you frighten it. We do, though, have some more frightening ones.