I had to go away for a while and when I returned the packaged bug was gone and the spider back in its usual lurking place right under the sill. I doubt that the bug escaped, so the spider must have a larder somewhere in which to stash its captures. Either that or a bigger spider came along and stole it from her. Arachnids are a pretty grim lot, after all. Still, I enjoy having the little ones around to provide a bit of distraction. Right now I see another of the little black bugs crawling up the wall toward the spot where the spider lurks, so maybe there's going to be another capture... oh, wait. The bug just reached the sill and tried to climb onto it but took a sudden dive. Now it's on my desk. They don't walk much better than they fly, it seems.
Today was another very hot day, of course. I survived it with the help of icy drinks and as much slacking as I could get away with. So far we've not had recourse to the air conditioner this year. The electric bill is already large, and we'd like to put off bloating it further as long as possible.
I'm linking to this article only partly because the title pleases my Inner Beavis, but partly because it is actually interesting: The grind's almost over to forge two perfect balls. Hehheh.
