Random Week

last monday It can't be a sign of a good day when Misterpie turns on Rolie Polie Olie for Pumpkinpie, who perches at the end of your bed while you drag yourself upward through layers of sleep and, still only halfway there, notice something small crawling up your arm. A little black beetle like the one I saw the other day? Nope. A small spider, clicking it's mandibles at you. Hello, spider. You blow the spider off your arm so it doesn't bite you while you smush it, and it swings from a sil