Sunday, July 13, 2008

Ew

So this house has tons of these skinny legged spiders that aren't scary, but they make these big tangly gross webs all over the place. I kill them when I see them, but there seems to be a never ending supply. Imagine my horror to find like 100 babies in my closet along with 3 adults. I created a massacre. The perfect thing when you are trying to wind down for bed. Ugh, well at least the next generation has been stunted.

9 comments:

Cliff said...

You killed babies?!?!?

Anonymous said...

Oh no! Arachnocide!

I think they might be harvestmen not spiders. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Opiliones
What do you think?

We're having a bumper crop of ants at the moment. Bah.

megan said...

Sick, that might be equivalent to one giant house centipede. Harvestmen sound familiar, they are delicate aren't they, if that is their name it does not suit them.

Erin said...

I think it is this: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cellar_spider
because it says harvestmen don't have silk glands, these guys definitely make a web. And the do shake it violently when disturbed. The funny thing about this is that there was a spider at work that formed a "nest" in an open centrifuge tube, and I moved it outside and was pleased to see the babies hatched the other day. I guess it's just different when it's in your bedroom.

aaron said...

i think i just puked in my mouth a little bit.

Anonymous said...

Ah a daddy-long-legs! Why didn't you say so?!

Erin said...

I'm not sure why I didn't think of them as daddy long legs...I guess they are something I think of as walking around in the grass or on the sidewalk when I was a kid. Not something breeding in my closet. I think I created my own identity for these tangled-web-weaving cellar dwellers.

Anonymous said...

Hehehe. What I'm wondering about is the 3 adults business! Do you think they were a polygamous commune or was one of the adults left out of proceedings?

Erin said...

Well...the wiki article said they will hang out together. I think it was a female and two males, straining for her affection. She probably had babies with both of them. Floosie.