I liked the snake video, due to the fact that I have absolutely no fear of giant snakes. My snake-fear point is between 1 foot (under which they are cute!) and 4 feet. That is the range of basically all poisonous snakes I will ever encounter, so that is my range of fear. My snake fear is entirely based on a desire to avoid getting bit by something that will poison me.

My spider fear is more visceral. Although I am not scared of them in theory, in practice they heeb my jeebs.

Yea, snakes don't evoke disgust in me, merely a healthy dose of self-preservation instinct if I don't know they're non-venomous. (I used to live on a woods-adjacent property where we got more than our fair share of rattlesnakes and copperheads, and had to kill one of the latter when it trapped my dad in the garage in his wheelchair.)

I don't care how many bugs they eat, if a spider's not a pretty orb-weaver that stays the hell outside, it's vermin that's living on borrowed time around me.

My spider fear is more visceral. Although I am not scared of them in theory, in practice they heeb my jeebs.

I won't post the picture or the link, but there's a story of a man who thought it would be fun to dress the dog--shepherd size--as a, well, size-proportional jillifont. And whenever his wife came home, the dog would always run to her in excitement.

Wife opens the door, dog in costume runs for her. Wife--declined to divorce the idiot after she got over the shock.

Now I want to see that dog with the lion cut again.

I am okay with snakes for some reason - in theory. I do not want to encounter one but I don't think I'd lose my shit if one were nearby and not gonna bite me.

Giant fuckers who can open doors though? Not thrilled.

I also think they may have stopped teaching envelope writing in school, as well as formatting of a letter.

My kids both were taught letter writing, Franny in 3rd grade, Isaac in 2nd. But honestly, if a kid is taught letter writing in elementary school but doesn't use that skill on a regular basis, they are going to need a bit of a refresher when they get that first office job. It's not that they haven't been taught it, it's that writing an actual letter takes an entirely different level of mastery than writing a pretend letter to a kid in another classroom.

I don't think I am afraid of snakeskin- but the last time I saw one - I was yelling snake - it's a snake! Just like. The badger badgered bager video.

So you snake people aren't afraid of getting constricted, just of getting bit? I gotta admit, I don't want to be squeezed to death, and some of those puppies make me think of nothing else.

I fucking give up with spicy food. I don't know if it's meds, or it's aging, but I GIVE UP. I can't eat anything the Indian staff offer me--or at least not more than one. My mouth hurts. It was tasty, but my mouth hurts. Also, shit, it's ten o clock. Gimme sweet, not savoury.

I have an intern. I am not sure about all this. What's weird is that my boss keeps looking at me blankly without giving clear instructions and expecting stuff to happen. Uh, what do you want?

Happy Birthday, Plei!

Happy birthday, Plei!