It was actually a really tiny black widow spider. Not like the one we killed in front of the front door. This one was super small. I only figured it was a black widow after I squished it.

Still have to make it to LAX and then into the airport then onto the plane and then I hope an uneventful flight.

Travel ~ma appreciated.

black widow...baby

I'm still twitching.

Sitting here in the dark and feel something largish fall off from my sock. Take a freaked-out peak and it's one of those weirdly squat crickets/grasshopper/katydids that are slow as molasses.

Nature and I? We are not one. Time to put bells on the cats and fix the screens.

::twitchtwitch::

found the other cricket I thought I'd booted out the door wiggling in the toe of my clog. Good thing my toes don't jam all the way up. Toe cricket jam and all.

Aaargh! I think Tino just got a new job. Chase has doubled the minimum payment on the student loan balance I'm carrying with them. So now I have to find an extra $200 in my monthly budget.

I suppose this is another of those regional food questions: have you heard of blondies? As in, the dessert item? I baked some and brought them into my office today, and no one had any idea what I was talking about when I offered them. I had to explain to everybody what they were.

have you heard of blondies?

Yes. And knew them intimately while growing up in DC. I think this is another case of the hopeless dorkitude of your office, not a regional problem at all.

Well, I offered them to five different people, who grew up in a bunch of different places (all in the US), and only one of them knew what they were.

Know of them and now I want of them. Or something.

Seriously? No one knew what Blondies were? Huh.

People who did not know what they were: one grew up in Maryland, one in Virginia, one in Alabama and Seattle, one all over the place but mostly North Carolina and New Orleans.