Monday, March 12, 2012

Eight-legged memories...

I once had a spider sit down beside me and frighten me away. It was in the mid-90s late at night in a hot tub in LA. A cameraman - I remember his name - sprouted eight legs and got very grabby. His wife - and my boyfriend - didn't notice. I'll blame it on the cheap gas station wine and Marlboro Lights.

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