We've moved! Check us out at

badmuthafudruckers.wordpress.com

Come on...you know you want to.
Showing posts with label charlotte. Show all posts
Showing posts with label charlotte. Show all posts

Tuesday, September 30, 2008

Spiders are my friends

Remember a while ago when I told you about Charlotte? Well, I finally had to break her web and take the garbage out, and then I didn't see her anymore. Even though she didn't ever do anything really cool like write me a note or catch a mockingbird in her web, I was kind of sad to see her go.

Yesterday, though, I saw these two hanging out in the trees in the backyard:

I named them Nellie and Joy after Charlotte's daughters that stayed with Wilbur. If I find a third, I'll name her Aranea. If I find anymore, I'm just going to hand out numbers until their personalities emerge. I'm going to make more of an effort with these two; having two big ol' spiders as my friends might be kind of fun.



I can't wait!

Thursday, July 31, 2008

I heart cuddly animals

Yesterday, when I went to put my trash bin on the curb, I saw this:

I did not put my trash bin on the curb. Wikipedia says it's a female Writing Spider and is not harmful to humans. While she may not be physically harmful, she is not much of a writer. She hasn't been spinning any cool messages for me into her web ("What's up, Ninja!?" or "The neighbor kids stole your Netflix again"), nor is she putting a noticeable dent in the mosquito population. This causes me me mental anguish, aka harm. Too bad Wikipedia has blocked my work IP address from editing entries.

As I was dealing with the disappointment that I was not starring in my own version of "Charlotte's Web," I noticed some kittens playing in the hedge by the trash bin. So I brought out some Hemo food for them.

They ate, and I felt good. But then I felt bad, because they wouldn't let me pet them. I got to thinking that maybe Hemo could give those alley kittens some motherly advice, like how important it is to clean your vagina in front of company during dinner thoroughly, or how to trick people into feeding you 6 times a day by pretending to be starving. But Hemo was already pissed that I have given away some of her food, so she would probably have only taught them to play tag in the street. And maybe the alley kittens don't even have vaginas.