I was thinking yesterday about what Amber and I used to do when we found bugs in our apartment in college. In Oklahoma there are a lot more bugs running around houses than here in the city. Spiders, crickets and the like are much more likely to set up shop in OK that here. I almost never see a spider in New York and I think Oklahoma might be the capital of Spiderdom.
Anyway, when a bug would stroll into Casa Brianne and Amber we would trap it under a cup and then wait for a boy to come and take it outside. Sometimes we would carry it out ourselves but only as a last resort and only if it had been under the cup for a long time and we were worried about it suffocating. I remember sometimes you’d come home after school and there in the middle of the livingroom floor would be an upside down glass and you never questioned it or looked underneath, you just made sure not to kick it over. Ah, great times.
We always did this with one notable exception. When I lived on Davis with Mindy there was a GIANT spider near the wall. We didn’t try to trap what I think was surely the leader of the pack trying to scout our house for a possible re-enactment of Arachnophobia. Instead, we pulled out the following items for its slaughter:
1. lysol
2. a giant bread knife
Yes, we lysoled and bread knifed a giant spider to death. Ah, the memories.