Arthropod-human convergence: 2 creatures enter,


su has a story about a grasshopper in her dreams. Well, not so much in them as on them, or rather crawling around on her head while she was dreaming.

This reminded her of a childhood impression, dreamfuzz-sprinkled, of a spider crawling over her face in the night.

I confirmed that I’ve had a couple of nocturnal close encounters with this species of wee hairy beastie myself, with results that may have been hilarious to others, but weren’t to me. I prefer my nocturnal encounters to involve at least as much hair but rather fewer legs. And eyes.

Snopes says we don’t actually swallow eight spiders per year each. But I’m telling you now, the number’s non-zero.

I’m telling you also, at 4 am with me in the living room refusing to re-acquaint myself with my bedchamber after the ENORMOUS HAIRY EVIL HUNTSMAN TRIED TO GET INTO MY MOUTH WHILE I SLEPT, I looked a little like this:


Two creatures enter, one creature leaves. Sadly, it was me, shivering the night away on the couch, lights blazing.

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4 replies

  1. I hope you’re catching up on some sleep now. My sympathies.

  2. Shivers. A couple of times I’ve put on clothes or dried myself with a towel with a great big huntsman inside. Yuck, yuck, yuck. Once it was a pair of skinny jeans, that spider was trying to run out squashed up against my leg. Ghastly feeling.
    I love both those photos. And I followed the link to the clock spider story and chuckled reading all the non-Australians’ adorable responses to these photos.
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  3. Wee, sleekit, cow’rin, tim’rous beastie,
    O, what a panic’s in thy breastie!
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  4. “I followed the link to the clock spider story and chuckled reading all the non-Australians’ adorable responses to these photos.”
    wait, wait. are you really saying those ginormous evil-looking things are, like, a common sight in australia? because if so, i may have to think twice about visiting your fair nation. 🙂
    overall, i am terrible with bugs of any kind– my first instinct in dealing with them is to seal off whatever room of the house they’re in with duct tape and consider it lost forever. but, since that’s not really an option, i usually just end up beating them to death with an absurdly large instrument while screaming like a banshee. if i came across something THAT big and scary, however, i might have to go with option #1.

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