My Pet Spider and My Out-Of-Print CD

Boy, my head is just full of b.s. just dying to break out of my skull!

My Pet Spider

I decided to further honor the "Thou Shall Not Kill" commandment and stopped killing spiders. Now, I have a new pet spider. I didn't actually go out and buy her. She just appeared one day, a little bitty thing, spinning her little web under my window, next to my antique trunk. I decided not to kill her, because I didn't have the heart. She was so cute and I found that watching her labor over her web was fascinating.

Two or three months later, she is still there, only a bit bigger. Last night I caught her in the middle of preparing her dinner. She must have found a bug, because she was wrapping something up, possibly to save for later. I felt so blessed to be witnessing nature in action and in my bedroom. My bedroom doesn't get much action otherwise. My only fear is that I will have hundreds of little baby spiders in the spring. I haven't found an egg sac, but I know that spider has to be a she. Only a female would be smart enough to find her way inside out of the cold weather and survive this long. My other fear is that she will want to borrow my clothes and steal my man.

My Out-Of-Print CD

On one of my earlier entries, "The Strangest Dream I've Ever Had and My Manic Phases", I mentioned buying an out-of-print CD, The Best of Tim Curry. I paid about $70.00 for it, because I wanted a copy that was in perfect condition. I got it in the mail a few weeks ago and it was, indeed, in perfect condition. The only problem I have with paying that much for a collector's item, is that now I am paranoid. I absolutely love the cuts on this disc! It is worth every single penny I paid for it. I'd also like to think that I helped someone buy Christmas presents or pay for a trip to Europe with the money he made off of selling the disc to me. However, I am afraid that if I leave my disc in my car, my car will get stolen, taken for a joyride and I will get everything back when my car is found but my Tim Curry disc. It's like in The Big Lebowski, when the Dude's car got broken into. The Dude was worried about getting back his CCR tapes. I also worry that if I get into a car accident, my favorite CD will go flying out the window into a field somewhere, only to leave behind the other discs that can so easily be replaced, like Michelle Branch's, Hotel Paper. I could go out and buy a thousand copies Michelle Branch's disc. I can't say the same for the Tim Curry disc. In addition to car thieves and car accidents, I also worry about my house catching fire. I would grab the cat and The Best of Tim Curry, and if I had time, the photographs. Hey, I think the disc is that good. Sure, I may get burns all over my body trying to save my kitty and my out-of-print CD, but I can listen to "I Do The Rock", "Paradise Garage", and my favorite, "Simplicity" while I am healing.

So, the lesson here is, "Don't buy a collector's item, unless you are prepared to defend yourself against thieves, bad drivers, and house fires, because you might really enjoy it."

Laters!