I know this is going to sound rather odd, but I do enjoy just sitting here at the computer — actually, sprawled across the bed with my computer plugged into the wall socket and me plugged into my battery-operated sex toys, just enjoying myself and reading or typing or whatever. Hedonistic little brat, generally. RJ let Brian stay for the night last night; I had to go in to work at 5 this morning; Tony and I were working on muffins together. He’s doing quite well.
Regarding spiders: a cup of water does quite nicely for transport, if one does not want the thing crawling onto one. If one wants the thing to perish, soap in the water does wonders for surface tension. Some spiders can survive underwater for some time, though, and their oxygen needs are minimal.
Cartoon: Bar scene, with a five-star general talking to another military type of lower rank. They are at bar with visible bartender, no visible expression on bartender’s face. Caption: Pentagon Bar. General: “And then we —————————.” (Most of speech bubble is wiped out by black censors’ bars.) Next panel. General notices bartender. Next panel. General: “Oh, shit.” Next panel. Lower rank: “Actually, sir, his security clearance is higher than yours.”
Cartoon: Living room, with middle-age/young elderly couple sitting with knitting, newspaper, in attitudes of leisure-interrupted listening. Young woman with wedding band visible holds dumb-looking young man by hand or sleeve as if he is something disgusting. Wedding band also visible on him. Young woman: “Is he still under warranty?”