{"id":518,"date":"2013-03-11T19:18:36","date_gmt":"2013-03-12T00:18:36","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/arseniclullabies.com\/wordpress\/?p=518"},"modified":"2014-11-16T23:18:10","modified_gmt":"2014-11-17T05:18:10","slug":"the-spider","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/arseniclullabies.com\/wordpress\/?p=518","title":{"rendered":"The spider"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong style=\"color: #800000;\"><span style=\"color: #800000;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/arseniclullabies.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/03\/doug-back.jpg\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" data-attachment-id=\"519\" data-permalink=\"http:\/\/arseniclullabies.com\/wordpress\/?attachment_id=519\" data-orig-file=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/arseniclullabies.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/03\/doug-back.jpg?fit=700%2C525\" data-orig-size=\"700,525\" data-comments-opened=\"1\" data-image-meta=\"{&quot;aperture&quot;:&quot;3&quot;,&quot;camera&quot;:&quot;DSC-W310&quot;,&quot;created_timestamp&quot;:&quot;1350414596&quot;,&quot;focal_length&quot;:&quot;5.2&quot;,&quot;iso&quot;:&quot;200&quot;,&quot;shutter_speed&quot;:&quot;0.025&quot;}\" data-image-title=\"doug back\" data-image-description=\"\" data-image-caption=\"\" data-large-file=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/arseniclullabies.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/03\/doug-back.jpg?fit=700%2C525\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-519\" title=\"doug back\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/arseniclullabies.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/03\/doug-back.jpg?resize=700%2C525\" alt=\"\" width=\"700\" height=\"525\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/arseniclullabies.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/03\/doug-back.jpg?w=700 700w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/arseniclullabies.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/03\/doug-back.jpg?resize=300%2C225 300w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 700px) 100vw, 700px\" \/><\/a><\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>Goodby spider&#8230;<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>or<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><span style=\"color: #000000;\"><strong>I wonder if that&#8217;s what God feels like.<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong><span style=\"color: #800000;\">I moved out of my old apartment last month &#8230;I&#8217;ll get into more on that in a few days. But one of the many improvements over the old one (aside from hot water and electrical outlets that don&#8217;t start on fire)is as I sit at my new place I have an amazing view of the main street. The old place had a view of a 8 family rental property that was frequented by white trash that make honey boo boo look like the Queen of england&#8230;the only interesting thing (well actually I saw a lot of interesting things&#8230;bad things&#8230;bad things) was a spider that took up residence in my window frame. I watched him on a daily basis building webs &#8230;building them in an inefficient way as far as I was concerned. He would make the big outgoing lines like a start burst, then instead of going around and around making the connecting bulls eye webbing, he would go back and forth on each triangle. If you picture a sliced up pie, he would create the webbing for each slice individually instead of just going around and around in an outgoing spiral. This seemed stupid to me&#8230;and late at night when I was over tired I would try to explain this to him &#8220;hey jackson, just go around and around&#8221;.<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong><span style=\"color: #800000;\">The other stupid thing about him was the fact that every spring I would get infestations of carpenter ants &#8230;about 12 inches away from where he builds his web&#8230;like&#8230;&#8221;hey, dumbass, don&#8217;t you see all the ants always come in at the same place?! build the web there.&#8221; You are literally one window sill away from all the ants you could possibly eat. Why do you insist on staying there?&#8221;<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong><span style=\"color: #800000;\">Anyways, aside from my fish, the spider was the only other living being i dealt with on a regular basis. One day about a month ago I was drawing and out of the corner of my eye I saw something crawling on the desk and just out of knee jerk instinct I squished it. Yep&#8230;it was the spider. I didn&#8217;t even think about it when I did the squashing I just, like I said, noticed something out of the corner of my eye and &#8220;splat&#8221;.<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong><span style=\"color: #800000;\">Once I saw that it was the spider I said &#8221; oh crap buddy, I wasn&#8217;t thinking YOU might be there&#8221;. The spider was wiggling and flailing around with the three functional legs it had left. I, with a baggy eyed uncomfortable look on my face just sort off &#8230;flicked him off the desk and then went back to work. &#8220;shrug&#8230;oh well&#8230;just a dumb spider anyhow&#8221;<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong><span style=\"color: #800000;\">I wondered if that&#8217;s what God feels like during a flood or some natural disaster. If he watches us from above, curious and annoyed&#8230;then the natural disaster hits and he&#8217;s &#8220;awh crap&#8230;you got squished &#8230;I wasn&#8217;t thinking you might be there&#8230;&#8221; and there we are like the spider wiggling and screeching &#8221; ahhh why WHYYY did you allow this awful thing to happen to ME&#8230;I am SO IMPORTANT! gaughh it hurts! AGONYYYY!!!\u00a0 WHYYYY?&#8221; flailing and writhing around like we matter. Like it was personal somehow.<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong><span style=\"color: #800000;\">&#8220;shrug&#8230;oh well&#8230;just a bunch of dumb humans anyway&#8221;<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong><span style=\"color: #800000;\">I wonder if it&#8217;s like that.<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong><span style=\"color: #800000;\">This may make some people feel small&#8230;it make me feel BIG! I am only insignificant relatively speaking&#8230;to tiny creatures like spiders I am a higher power! I am the bringer of death and destruction! I am invincible!!! It makes me want to find more spiders&#8230;and befriend them&#8230;and then squish them partially leaving them disillusioned! hahahahahaha!\u00a0 Maybe&#8230;maybe get real close to the web while it watches and just wreck a little bit of it, and everyday come back, real close to the net so it wonders if today is the day I show mercy or total destruction! bwhahahahaha!\u00a0\u00a0 I am mighty!\u00a0 I am half tempted to drop what I am doing and go find some floozy and have vigorous\u00a0 -I am self assured by killing a spider sex-&#8230; If I found some broad\u00a0 who is scared of spiders I bet we could really wreck the furniture over the whole concept&#8230;anyways&#8230;<br \/>\n<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong><span style=\"color: #800000;\">I think about the spider now &#8230;realizing that the apartment I now live in that has things like working electrical outlets and hot water&#8230;is in a relative ratio&#8230;the same distance from my old place that was a deathtrap ( that I insisted in living in for five years)..to the spiders web (that he insisted on building in the same spot) and all the ants he could possibly eat. I am forced to accept that I am far more like the spider than a higher power.<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong><span style=\"color: #800000;\">So far I have found no spiders in this apartment, although they say you are never more than five feet away from a spider. That gives me the creeps. I wonder if we give God the creeps&#8230;like every time he looks down there are more of us. I bet that&#8217;s annoying.<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong><span style=\"color: #800000;\">These are the things I think about&#8230;<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong><span style=\"color: #800000;\">next time&#8230;the epic that was -the leaving of the old apartment<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp; Goodby spider&#8230; or I wonder if that&#8217;s what God feels like. I moved out of my old apartment last month &#8230;I&#8217;ll get into more on that in a few days. 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