Xeni Jardin at 7:27 am Mon, Jul 30, 2012
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[Video Link]. "A lot of people die. Just so you know."—Dan Lucal. (via Casimir Nozkowski)
Thank you, Xeni! I had no idea.
…and only very, very few who don’t die yet develop superpowers afterwards :-(
Think of the spiders! Won’t someone please, for goodness sake, think of the spiders?
Now that I’ve started thinking about the spiders, it’s kinda hard to think about anything else.
Gee, now I am afraid of putting on my shoes. Oh, no! No shoes no service.
This is why the shoes without socks is very dangerous. For safety reasons I do recommend socks with all footwear. Think of it as a spider shield.
No no no. You’ll just start an arms race and the presently tiny population of sock-penetrating spiders will soon dominate.
I am crying so hard, Xeni you ruined my day, and quite possibly my life.
Now you know why I never deodorize, disinfect or sanitize my shoes. Nothing like natural stinky sock odor to keep them little buggers away.
You could just wear clogs made of cedar.
You know what else works? Never taking your shoes off until you are ready to buy new ones..
Just so you know, people with the very real pipe cleaner phobia should not watch this.
If there might be spiders just throw them away and buy new shoes. Take it from us, Adidas. You should do that.
My shoes come packed in a handy cardboard nocturnal spider guard.
This is one of the reasons I put up with Minnesota winters. Because most venomous spiders do not.
As soon as the guy started talking, I thought “His voice really isn’t that good.”
Well what do you expect from some poor fellow who got bit on the foot by a spider.
Now I’m wondering who I hate enough to send them the link.
I’ll just leave this here.
It’s so perfect, particularly the foot in the plastic tub, that it’s hard to believe that it’s not staged.
I do question the wisdom of the guy setting his ladder up in front of the spider, upping the horror if it should run and fall.
I worked in Australia for a month and had to traverse a city park every time I left the decommissioned lunatic asylum I was at. As soon as it was dark webs would pop up between the trees at walking level – webs that were 20′ across easily and contained fist sized spiders. At first I stopped walking off the road because I kept walking into the webs and having spastic dance screaming fits. The webs popped up so quickly, though, that I finally got the point where I would wait for a car to drive along the road and clear the path before I would run the gauntlet. If I grew impatient I had a giant stick I set aside for web clearning purposes, which I would swing continuously up and down.
When I first visited Arizona, my cousins, whose subdivision bordered untamed desert, told me the same story, featuring scorpions instead of spiders.
I thought they were having me on, but after we moved there, I still spent years shaking out my shoes every morning to make sure there were no scorpions. As time went on, I discovered that it was pretty rare to find scorpions inside suburban houses .
OTOH, as I discovered on a Boy Scout camping trip, it’s still good advice if you leave your shoes sitting out in the open desert. Very few people die from scorpion stings, but they can be very unpleasant – especially the little pale straw-colored ones.
We get scorpions inside occasionally. Fortunately, ours don’t climb, so keeping your slippers on the bedside table prevents any surprises.
I’ve been getting mostly wolf spiders (I think) that like to hang around in obvious areas, like the middle of the kitchen floor or next to the medicine cabinet. I don’t know, maybe I’m supposed to feed them.
Yeah, there’s nothing quite like waking to the feeling of a 50-cent-piece-sized wolf spider walking along your arm… unless it’s the sensation of slamming your face into the back of a chair after launching yourself out of the bed upon waking to etc etc
Yep. “Pretty rare”, but not unheard-of. :-)
We lived three houses away from the city limit, with cotton fields or raw desert beyond. Never found one in my shoe, but did have to escort one back outside a couple of times.
We used to collect them and sell them for 25 cents apiece to a bolo-tie maker. I made rather a haul (for a 10-year-old!) after I discovered that they glow under a battery-powered blacklight. :-)
Palm Springs is a checkerboard of developed land and raw desert, so you’re rarely more than a block away from a scorpion breeding facility. This is a half mile from downtown and across the street from the Convention Center, several mega-hotels and a multiplex, for all your home arachnid needs. I have to say, I’m enjoying the security of second floor living.
I always doa spdier check ifI leave my
Looks like you should have checked your keyboard for those small but deadly ones.
When I moved to Texas 20 years ago I was warned that scorpions would do this. I shook out my shoes for a few years but nothing. Now I suppose I’ll be paranoid again for a few years.
Living in the desert and having found both scorpions and spiders in my shoes (one industrious fella even build a web on a sandal) I can tell you the best thing to do is simply place your shoes upside down when not wearing them. Spiders and and scorpions will climb in but do not like to climb up into the shoes. And of course there is always the handy shaking for safety sake but after I started storing them upside down, I never had the issue.
It could be a lot worse…
Yet another good reason to carry a firearm . . . Maybe.
You know what else likes warm, dark, damp shoes? Japanese hornets. Fortunately, their sting-y bits tend to be pointed away from one’s foot, so it’s more a case of “huh, what’s that in my shoe? OHMIGOD!! [wham!] [wham!] [wham!]“
I’m pretty sure that the close-up of the “spider” biting is actually someone’s hairy butt. Just so you know.
And people laugh at me for keeping the boxes my shoes come in.
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