Itchy little frights.

     Have you ever seen a very large bug or spider? Or killed one after it crawls across your skin, and then every little itch and scratch becomes a spider, scampering across your legs, arms, forehead. God help me. I just found the biggest spider I have ever seen. Now I am not the squeamish type. I am man, watch me kill (bugs). I have never been scared of spiders or any creepy crawly. But no less than ten minutes ago I decided to smoke a late late night cigarette, and stumbled across the largest spider of my life.
     I would like to inform you that I live in California. So spiders do not really grow much bigger than a thumb nail. Occasionally we will get a rather large black widow, but that rarely happens. This spider was the size of a playing card. So being the smart individual that I am, I turned on the porch light before I stepped outside and avoided the embarrassing moment where I would walk into the web and scream bloody murder because there is a spider on my face.
     So I turn on the light, and boom. There it is. I am quite sure it is a queen among its peers. A regular Madame Octa. Of course I decide to do what any person would do and search my fridge for an old jar of jelly to wash out and catch it with. Low and behold, I now have a spider on ice in my freezer. I think I will make a specimen jar with this gigantic beauty. Do not worry folks. There will be a picture up shortly. Much love and dry socks.

-Me