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Soooo…this thing just ran across the floor. Okay, yes, I’m a little phobic (I gave myself the jim-jamms Googling for this image).

You know what that means? The Summer that we never had is now over. The (giant weasel-sucking) spiders are coming in to get warm.

When you read the headlines about “Hottest Summer EVARRR!” — think to yourself, “yeah, where?” Because we had one week in the Seventies, and the whole rest of the Summer has been days in the Sixties and nights in the Fifties. Not fun. Do please send over the globular warmening.

(Yes, it’s a terrible Photoshop, isn’t it? It’s Chinese night and I’m late making flied lice).


Comment from Oceania
Time: August 8, 2012, 11:01 pm

The ones we have here are a tad bigger.

Comment from QuasiModo
Time: August 8, 2012, 11:01 pm

I love that kind of weather…send it over here…tired of hibernating in the A/C.

Comment from SCOTTtheBADGER
Time: August 8, 2012, 11:18 pm

Get out your .410.

Comment from Some Vegetable
Time: August 8, 2012, 11:55 pm

Is Chinese night kind of like Chinese New Years? Starts late?

Comment from Scubafreak
Time: August 9, 2012, 12:00 am

It’s when you see them carrying around Dwarves and Hobbits that you know that the shit got real…..

Comment from Oceania
Time: August 9, 2012, 1:30 am

Or loitering on thepornfield swapping kiddiepics?


Comment from Nicole
Time: August 9, 2012, 1:57 am

Barely saw the photoshop. Had to scroll by way too fast to get it off my screen. 🙂

Comment from Anonymous
Time: August 9, 2012, 2:01 am

Don’t worry Stoatie, they rarely stay in the bedsheets after dark… they’ve usually gone out hunting by the time you go to bed.

Comment from Deborah
Time: August 9, 2012, 2:20 am

Well—let’s talk about something more pleasant then. How did Uncle Badger’s garden grow, in your chilly chilly summer? The gardens where I am are all crispy-fried.

Comment from Scott Jacobs
Time: August 9, 2012, 2:26 am

I’m late making flied lice

It’s “fried rice” you plick…

Comment from mojo
Time: August 9, 2012, 5:07 am

Meh. How much could it eat?

Oh. Hi there

Comment from QuasiModo
Time: August 9, 2012, 12:42 pm

You know what that means? The Summer that we never had is now over. The (giant weasel-sucking) spiders are coming in to get warm.

“Winter is Coming”

Comment from Wolfus Aurelius
Time: August 9, 2012, 2:00 pm

I’m with QuasiModo, Tired Beyond Belief of stewing in the sticky nasty 9-month summer of Da Swamp. I dream of a climate like yours, and would love some winter so I can sit by the fireplace (that I don’t have) and listen to sleet tick on the windows while I read P.D. James.

Comment from QuasiModo
Time: August 9, 2012, 2:18 pm

Ack!…no sooner did I put my last comment then I looked out the window and saw this charming fellow looking back at me!:


Comment from EZnSF
Time: August 9, 2012, 3:21 pm

All spiders must be killed!
I’m so phobic, I have to take out the vacuum cleaner, long, suction hose to get one off the wall.

No kleenex and squeeze for me.

Comment from Bob Mulroy
Time: August 9, 2012, 3:39 pm

We missed our summer too.

People joke about the rain in Eugene, but we usually get three uninterupted months of perfect blue sky.

Comment from QuasiModo
Time: August 9, 2012, 3:39 pm

I don’t mind the little ones that create cob webs that you can barely see…it’s the military grade ones with camouflage and muscular lobster legs that freak me out.

My spider is a ‘black and yellow argiope’ and is non-lethal, apparently:


…scroll half way down.

Comment from Oldcat
Time: August 9, 2012, 5:48 pm

Make a ‘spider barn’ outside that’s warmer than your house.

Comment from rustbucket
Time: August 9, 2012, 7:11 pm

Hate. Freakin’. Spiders.
Thanks for the heebie-jeebies, Stoaty!

Comment from JuliaM
Time: August 9, 2012, 7:14 pm

Ahhhh, tegenaria! We call them September Spiders, since that’s when they tend to show themselves. I don’t give them much chance this year, with the Sisters on the prowl…

Comment from Brother Cavil, straight outta New Caprica City
Time: August 9, 2012, 9:27 pm

You may not want to click on this then:


Not that you need that sleep anyway…

Comment from nightfly
Time: August 10, 2012, 7:21 pm

Forget spiders… flying lice? Now *that’s* scary.

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