This guy is outside the Hirshhorn Museum in Washington D.C., where we were today.
That’s Mr. Jeff being super tough there on the left, just to give you a sense of scale. Tried to get one with me, but
Jeff’s not super-good with electronics with screens. Obviously, based on photographic skills, I’m not either, but
at least this gives one the general idea:
I read the thread title and immediately thought, “I’ll bet it’s a spider!” 
I’d have nightmares for a week if I saw that thing- even though I don’t remember my dreams, I’m sure I’d be traumatized!!! I still freak when I find one it a mailbox..shudder…
“There agelong she had dwelt, an evil thing in spider-form, even such as once of old had lived in the Land of the Elves in the West that is now under the Sea…none could rival her, Shelob the Great, last child of Ungoliant to trouble the unhappy world.”
(from Tolkien’s “The Lord of the Rings”)
It just seemed to fit, somehow. 
–James
Pająk! How could anyone not love that face?
“But I cannot deny them fresh meat, when it wanders so willingly into our midst.”
—Aragog > Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets
James, you left out Tolkien’s best quote about Shelob: “his cat he calls her, but she owns him not”
(Anyone who is owned by a cat will get it.)
Another happy fella, to go with dwest’s:
Where I am, in southern New England, spiders are everywhere, although most of them are quite small. One day in the summer, for instance, I mowed my lawn, but come first thing the next morning, the entire lawn was literally covered in fine spider webs, which held the dew.
But that’s not all…
I live in an old house, complete with a stone lined cellar and some crawl spaces, and usually at about mid-summer I’ll find a big spider or two “displayed” on the wall around my bathtub. There they’ll be, with their legs stretched out, and the big ones are about the size of a hand with the fingers spread out. Fortunately, they don’t seem to be attracted to humans.
South American spider Theraphosa Blondi:
–James
I hate spiders but I always found another resident of my area, the potato bug, to be just as repelling.
Hmm… Tater bug mandolins look nothing like tater bugs…
Hey! Found a site, Potatobugs.com, with a recipe for Potato Bug Strata. Here’s a serving suggestion:
Interesting article on Wikipedia about them. Found this bit curious:
They also do not cry like children [as suggested by common myth] though they are known to release a high-pitched, squealing when burned with open flame; possibly giving an origin to this myth
I hate potato bugs but seriously, what kind of demented person would expose one to open flames? 
…they are known to release a high-pitched, squealing when burned with open flame…
Well, come on. Who wouldn’t? I ask you.
Emm, that was a very funny picture I don’t think I’d go near it though. heebies
As for the rest of the thread…I scrolled so quickly it was just a blur.
I can’t imagine what made you think that…
I didn’t mean for it to turn into a one-upbugship thread though. Really 
really I didn’t.
Heh, heh, I’m not even going to look at page one, or further than this, for that matter…what I’m imagining is bad enough..
But see, your picture was way cool, emm. I would have loved seeing that in person…from afar, but still. 
The boys just think it’s fun to be mean to me by posting icky pictures like that. But I’m not looking at their pictures. I’ve put them all on my enemies list so I don’t have to 
Oh, Izz, I am probably just as arachnophobic as you are but pictures are okay. Now, post a thread with pics of blood and gore and I will be the one skipping past posts.