So this morning I noticed a little spider clinging to my windshield as I started my 45-minute commute. He’d built a kind of grid across the glass so he could hang on while I was driving. We went up the road, over a major bridge, and up the interstate. And I deliberately drove a little slower than normal so the spider could hang on. At one point, when I hit about 80, he came loose and was swinging by a thread, just whipping back and forth. So I pulled to the right lane and went as slow as I could until he clambered down the thread and got securely back on the grid. We made it all the way to the parking lot without another incident.
Then I tried to take the spider’s picture with my iPod. And I hit the windshield wiper switch with my elbow.
SIGH.
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