Yesterday I received a virtual slap across the face. I'm still hurting, pissed off and finding it hard to let it go.
So this is relevant - "Detachment is a form of objectivity that includes caring".
Marion Jones got a six months jail sentence for telling lies to Federal investigators. The Judge said he had to send a message that cheating isn't acceptable in sport.
George Bush told lies about weapons of mass destruction to the whole world and he's still President. What kind of message does that send?
I found an extremely large red-back spider under my bedroom window. I'm talking ten cent size spider. I've warned it to stay outside or it gets Morteined. I hope it knows enough Australian to get the message. I'm upset enough to kill it out of sheer bloody-mindedness.
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bugger. There seems to be a bit of that going around at the moment.
Apropos of your spiders, one of my chickens caught herself a huntsman yesterday and ran all over the yard with its legs hanging out of her beak. She didn't want to share it with the other chook.
"George Bush told lies about weapons of mass destruction to the whole world and he's still President. What kind of message does that send?"
All's fair in love and war...apparently. The motto of adulturers and bent politicians everywhere.
I thought it was going to be the summer of snakes, instead it is the summer of spiders. Everywhere. I am surrounded by umpteen million big black juicy house-spiders--most of whom are hanging under the eaves on the verandah. Fifty million umpteen daddy long legs, draped around the inside, at least two red-backs in the garage, two orb weavers in the garden and that's the ones I've seen. Bugger the spring cleaning. Autumn's when I'll be dealing with this lot.
Its a words with its pants on backwards and shoes on the wrong feet...and Ray Williams from the HIH crash walked out of jail today to his wife's mansion while those he swindeld are living in dire straights... but Bush is a million times worse...
Hey, how about I feed your red back spider to the largish red bellied black snake that was hiding under the grill of a drain I was about to clean last week... I run backwards very well for my age
Hello there. I've only just caught up with things bloggy after the weekend, and realise that this slap may have been over at my blog. This won't undo the hurt, but I want to say how sorry I am that you were subjected to such an unkind and inappropriate comment on my turf (or anywhere). I don't know the commenter or his motives, but in my experience, these sorts of comments come from people who need to feel powerful and think that power will come from belittling others. Warmest wishes, Alexis.
Alexis, not an internet slap and I haven't been over to Harlot's boudoir yet. It came via a second party repeating a first party comment and both should have known me better. It just irks when the time's past to give a reply.
Laura, where was the camera? I would have loved to have seen this, perfect for Youtube. Shows how much I know about chickens, I didn't think they ate spiders.
Fleetwood, you left out archaeologists. I saw old Bush on the TV tonight, still intent on passing the terrorist flag to
Iran.
Caroline, we used to have an Orb Weaver that went from tree to fence across the driveway. We couldn't get out to the gate at night but the boys used to love sitting there shining the torch on the spider. The trick with Orbs is not to kill the parent buy spray where the eggs are for hatching in the next year which is why they also appear in the same place.
Saw that Therese, back to his $4million mansion but oh so sorry about everyone who lost money on his spending spree.
I'll stick with my redback and can have your snake. I'm not good with slithery things, a caterpillar can freeze me in my tracks.
That'll learn me not to run in to the fray. I understand that sort of frustration you're talking about: being insulted (or whatever) is one thing, not being able to reply is an insult all over again.
JahTeh, the camera needs new batteries and I need to be reminded to buy some. I want to take a photo of the enormous Orb-weaver that's taken up residence across teh bottom of the stairs which lead up to the front door, just waiting to wrap its net around the face of some unsuspecting nocturnal door-to-door person. This spider has white spots on its back that form a scary face. It gives me goosebumps.
The chooks will eat anything except mung bean shoots and banana skins.
You did the right thing Alexis, Rh has only just found your blog and he can be brilliant or exasperating or just plain mad.
I found it wise to put up a fluttering flag to remind myself not to walk down the drive at night. Densley Kline had a news report one year about the huge colony of Orbs in the Botanical Gardens in Sydney. You couldn't see the trees for the webs.
I'm with the chooks, mung bean noodles yes, the beans, no. Bananas are not meant to be eaten alone. They need the company of 3 scoops of ice-cream, chocolate sauce, marshmallows and crushed nuts.
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