Thursday, January 21, 2010

Symbols Of The Holocaust

HUNTSMAN (DAY 340)

Do you know what 'a huntsman?
Probably not. I knew even up to two nights ago, actually '.
relaxed and lying on my mega Latvian, I was easily check the mail and the various social networks, when I notice that my eyelids are slowly closing.
Well come on, I say, now go to the bathroom, wash your teeth and then to bed.
I look up e. ..

BUM!
Him! My new enemy!
A spider on 10-12cm!
The first reaction I had, 'was to take a step backward with a movement that I did not since I was 16years and start cursing.
Well, a spider so 'great, jumped to 10 inches from me (I dare not imagine if I had jumped in head !)... mostly 'in Australia, a little' fear of going to make it to anyone.
continue to curse, I decide what to do? Of course, photos with the 'iPhone, eh eh.
I have two three shots with a trembling hand, as you can 'see and then decide which one of us could survive!
I take my shoe from Cinderella (a 48.5!) And think, shit, if not kill you the first shot of the night and 'round. I will not do 'nothing but look for him all night ... and then how do you sleep when you know you have a spider in the room? Mostly 'a room not really giant!
One shot. Only one shot.
Take aim and zap, kill him. Before killing him I feel a kind of Bzzzz, but I do not preccupo.
load the photos on facebook, and, fortunately, the legendary Lucio announced to me that what I've just killed is not 'nothing but the famous huntsman: famous for being one of the spiders' harmless from all over Australia, that affects only when provoked and not 'poisonous.
What bothers me (even now!) And 'noise as I was killing it, according to wikipedia, is done when the spider identifies a pheromone left by the woman to mate .... so I suspect that there is another.
Anyway, I start to clean everything, move tables, cabinets and above the bed, 'cause I will not sleep!
Aziono even the vacuum cleaner (11pm, my poor tenants) and fine lment at midnight I go to bed. Not exactly a quiet sleep, eh?
late to work, the whole story to my boss tells me: "Are you kidding?" Did you kill him? The huntsman and 'very good, you had to pick him up, put it in a container and bring it into the garden. "
I remain quite shocked, from the point of view of a spider over the Europe 'largest I have ever seen was maybe 2cm, and certainly not as black and hairy Huntsman (I thought it was a tarantula!).
Well, if there was something that makes you say, eh ... but Beautiful as Australia '...
are served!

Albe

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