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I don’t like bugs. But there’s just something about spiders that give me an extra dose of the willies. Logically I know that there’s a place for them on this earth. My parents are constantly preaching to me, as I’m shrieking down the house, that blah, blah, food chain, blah, blah, ecosystem, blah. But that is no comfort when I’m paralyzed by fear at a spider on the wall.


The worst arachnid, in my opinion, has to be the shower spider. There is nothing worse than disrobing in the morning, when you’re still half asleep, and draw back the shower curtain to find one (or more!) of the little vermin waiting for you in the shower. My coworker says car spiders are worse, but I maintain that at least in the car, you have a layer of protection between you and the spider… your clothes. Getting ready to step into the shower? No such protection. I always have to put on a towel before attempting to kill it, because I’m always afraid it’ll jump at me and then it will be on my skin. Ewwww.

Though a case can be made for the above-the-bed spider being the worst. You know you have to kill it because it might fall into your bed. But if you try to swat it, you might kill it, but it’ll still fall into your bed. However, I am too short to be able to reach it with a tissue, even standing on said bed. So swatting is the only option, followed by an hours-long search to either find its corpse or kill the survivor.

I confronted one of the dreaded shower spiders the other morning, and in my zeal to kill it, I apparently made too much noise. My dad came up to make sure I was OK. Apparently, it sounded like I had fallen in the shower. No, Dad. I’m OK. Just spider-killin’.


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Ode to a website


The last layout I did for my blog, Epiphany. *sigh*

I miss my old website. Sometimes I’ll visit the Way Back Machine and type in my old URL, just to revisit the past. And to see my old layouts. I think I made some damn good layouts for anime fan sites back in the early ’00s.

I would make a new layout for my main site every few months or so. Same with my blog, back when I used Blogger. And I used Blogger a LOT back then. It seems weird, looking back on some of those old entries, how much head garbage I used to pour out into my blog. Nowadays, I’m lucky if I can think of anything to write about. Take today for instance. I’ve been scouring Facebook, Tumblr, Twitter and HuffPost looking for a topic until I remembered my old blog.

I can revisit the pages I made at home, on my computer where all my files are. Unfortunately, over the years and the newer computers we’ve had, I’ve lost some. I don’t think I even have my old blogger archives anymore. How sad.

I finally gave my website up a few years ago when my domain name,, just got to expensive to maintain, not to mention the monthly site hosting fees. I do miss the designing though, and wish I knew more about how WordPress worked so I could design my own layout, but when I think of the time and effort I put into it, it makes me tired just thinking of it. I don’t think I have the energy anymore.

Alas, my poor website of yore.

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Culture Wars: Hardee’s vs. the grilled cheese sandwich

Actual conversation between the assistant editor and myself, 'CSI: Miami' style.

Culture wars can get ugly. I try, for the most part, to stay out of them. But I don’t always succeed. Sometimes, one of these hot-button issues will irritate me so much that I just have to speak out and stand up for the underdog.

Just what does Hardee’s have against guys who like grilled cheese sandwiches anyway?

Perhaps you have seen the fast food chain’s recent attack ads against ordinary guys who just want to eat a simple grilled cheese sandwich. In it, four friends sit around a table in a restaurant. Three of them order what I assume to be “manly” meals of giant burgers and fries while their friend has to order off the kids’ menu in order to satisfy his craving for gooey cheese on toasted bread. The waitress in the commercial doesn’t help this poor guy’s reputation when she offers him crayons and a coloring book to go with his sandwich. He gets heckled by his friends and given looks of contempt from the hot girls in the booth next to them.

Hardee’s solution for “guys who like grilled cheese but hate ordering off the kids’ menu” is the Grilled Cheese Bacon Thickburger.

Now, stop me if I’m wrong, but doesn’t adding bacon and huge slab of grilled beef to a grilled cheese sandwich make it no longer a grilled cheese sandwich? Doesn’t it then make the grilled cheese sandwich a bacon cheeseburger? If I wanted a bacon cheeseburger, I’d order a bacon cheeseburger. But when I want grilled cheese, there had better be nothing to that sandwich besides two pieces of bread and hot, gooey, melted cheese.

But, to be fair, I’m not a guy. Ordering a grilled cheese sandwich — or anything off the kids’ menu for that matter — does not make me feel less of a woman than ordering a big honkin’ thickburger. Perhaps guys do need that extra ego boost. Perhaps they do suffer from a secret, forbidden longing for grilled cheese, but because they don’t want to be mocked like the poor fellow from the Hardee’s commercial, they’ll order any kind of meat on their cheesy sandwich. I cannot know from experience. So I asked my co-worker, Gary Nelson, if he felt at all emasculated by the grilled cheese sandwich.

“No. Absolutely not,” was his emphatic reply. Sometimes, a grilled cheese sandwich is just what he wants — one without a big, fat burger and bacon on it. And ordering from the kids’ menu? It’s something he does all the time at Cracker Barrel, a restaurant that boasts a kids’ menu for “kids of all ages.”

Of course, asking one guy his opinion on the grilled cheese doesn’t make for a scientific poll, but I do know for a fact that my brother and my nephew love grilled cheese sandwiches. Granted, my nephew is only 2 years old, and grilled sandwiches are practically the only thing he eats, but even at 2, he knows the difference between “grilled cheese” and “burger cheese,” as he calls them.

Still, if there are any guys out there who love grilled cheese sandwiches, but don’t feel they are a masculine enough food choice (and for some reason can’t be bothered to order a bacon cheeseburger), I recommend a restaurant in Atlanta called Vortex. Order the “Double Bypass Burger.” You’ll get a half-pound sirloin patty topped with two fried eggs, six slices of cheese and eight slices of bacon, all sandwiched between two grilled cheese sandwiches in place of a bun. You’ll be able to have your grilled cheese and feel like a manly man — right before you keel over from a heart attack.

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