K Mitch is starting a blog!
She wanted "Walking in a Single Girl's Shoes," I asked her the influences and she wanted something with shoes and complications. Because she lives such a tumultuous life and loves shoes. That silly girl. I suggested "The Complications of a Single Shoe" but she had already started the other one. I actually think "The Adventures of a Single Shoe" would be a cute name for a little photo story involving a shoe lost around the world looking for its match. Which it would eventually find. and then somebody could wear them.
Monday, October 12, 2009
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
Arachnophobia 2.0
Fear, ignorance, and hatred take so many forms in these modern days. I’m afraid racism still has a grip on our society and even those close you. I, however, am not ashamed of my “anger.” I call it bravery. A call to arms, for self preservation and for posterity.
They say the wolf spider is not at all harmful to humans. But I know better. Several people told me my actions were shameful and disgusting. I believe not. The wolf spider is a particularly fearsome creature found in almost every continent. A menace to every society. They’re huge, with leg spans of about three inches and bodies the size of quarters; they put the arachnoids living (very short lives) in my shower to shame. Thusly, when I discovered one climbing down my arm while driving I immediately screamed like a little girl, swerved, and grazed a lamppost. Now I’m not proud of my initial reaction. I know that I should not pre-judge this creature before I knew it intentions. But there is something about its furry brown body, beady little eyes, and venomous fangs that I knew was not right. I do not want this behemoth living in my car, in my driveway, on my street or in my neighbor hood!
I bring about my main contention for this evening; THEY MUST BE STOPPED. This vile creature was living in my car, for god knows how long. Siphoning off my hard earned material goods. Luckily, I knew how to handle myself with this parasite. After jumping out of my car and brushing myself down, I locked all the doors and entered the nearest store in search of bug spray. Now they didn’t have any specific spider spray (yet again society has become too tolerant of their kind) but I remembered I had some body bug spray for hiking in my car. This seemed like the most logical choice, any Raid or similar product would probably make my car carcinogenic for a few hours. Off would at least keep the spider away from me. As I fished the bottle from under my seat the brute scuttled out and away from me. I opened the door opposite and it quickly exited. I’m glad he knew who’s the boss. But I didn’t stop there. I ran around to the other side and stomped until his furry body was nothing more then a smudge on the asphalt.
A few days later I noticed a spider web beginning to develop on my passengers side mirror. I promptly took my car to the wash. This was a different spider for wolf spiders don’t spin webs.
My brush with this blight on society was a light one. Nobody was seriously injured and justice was found for the victims. BUT WE MUST KEEP EVERYONE SAFE. That’s why I’m proposing an anti-arachnoids bill. It prohibits spiders from entering within 100 feet of a school, house or commercial space. They may enter barns, farms, and wild life preserves on the premise that they might help control poachers by scaring them off. They must register with a service and check in with their supervisors. This is such a small act of magnanimity for our government that it seems almost ridiculous that they would with hold-out on this legislation. Let us all email our congressperson, our representatives, our governors, and mayors for help in this matter.
They say the wolf spider is not at all harmful to humans. But I know better. Several people told me my actions were shameful and disgusting. I believe not. The wolf spider is a particularly fearsome creature found in almost every continent. A menace to every society. They’re huge, with leg spans of about three inches and bodies the size of quarters; they put the arachnoids living (very short lives) in my shower to shame. Thusly, when I discovered one climbing down my arm while driving I immediately screamed like a little girl, swerved, and grazed a lamppost. Now I’m not proud of my initial reaction. I know that I should not pre-judge this creature before I knew it intentions. But there is something about its furry brown body, beady little eyes, and venomous fangs that I knew was not right. I do not want this behemoth living in my car, in my driveway, on my street or in my neighbor hood!
I bring about my main contention for this evening; THEY MUST BE STOPPED. This vile creature was living in my car, for god knows how long. Siphoning off my hard earned material goods. Luckily, I knew how to handle myself with this parasite. After jumping out of my car and brushing myself down, I locked all the doors and entered the nearest store in search of bug spray. Now they didn’t have any specific spider spray (yet again society has become too tolerant of their kind) but I remembered I had some body bug spray for hiking in my car. This seemed like the most logical choice, any Raid or similar product would probably make my car carcinogenic for a few hours. Off would at least keep the spider away from me. As I fished the bottle from under my seat the brute scuttled out and away from me. I opened the door opposite and it quickly exited. I’m glad he knew who’s the boss. But I didn’t stop there. I ran around to the other side and stomped until his furry body was nothing more then a smudge on the asphalt.
A few days later I noticed a spider web beginning to develop on my passengers side mirror. I promptly took my car to the wash. This was a different spider for wolf spiders don’t spin webs.
My brush with this blight on society was a light one. Nobody was seriously injured and justice was found for the victims. BUT WE MUST KEEP EVERYONE SAFE. That’s why I’m proposing an anti-arachnoids bill. It prohibits spiders from entering within 100 feet of a school, house or commercial space. They may enter barns, farms, and wild life preserves on the premise that they might help control poachers by scaring them off. They must register with a service and check in with their supervisors. This is such a small act of magnanimity for our government that it seems almost ridiculous that they would with hold-out on this legislation. Let us all email our congressperson, our representatives, our governors, and mayors for help in this matter.
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
8 Months
So I had forgotten about this old thing until one of my old room mates from college sent me a link to his blog. Blogger has changed a bit since I last used it. There is that gadget for followers (I sadly have one right now, thanks Jon).
Future post topics (in no specific order): summer events, end of school (yikes!), maybe picture posting, The Killers concert I went to yesterday, cheese (Leonora to be exact)Obama's approval rating, silly Europeans, ellipsis, and maybe turkey bacon. Maybe. I can't promise I will touch on any of these items but maybe a little mention.
Future post topics (in no specific order): summer events, end of school (yikes!), maybe picture posting, The Killers concert I went to yesterday, cheese (Leonora to be exact)Obama's approval rating, silly Europeans, ellipsis, and maybe turkey bacon. Maybe. I can't promise I will touch on any of these items but maybe a little mention.
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