Afternoon. I’m sitting at the table on the back porch, working. Snowblind by Black Sabbath plays. A little jumping spider climbs the side of my laptop screen and now sits on the top. A gray thing, what species? Pretty sure Menemerus bivittatus. He hangs out listening to Ozzy wail.
Can’t You Hear Me Knocking by the Stones. The spider climbs down to the middle of my screen and stays a few seconds before climbing back to the top right corner. His mandibles work the air — dancing? Now he’s scooting all over the place. The second movement — the part with the sax — he climbs down to the keyboard — this way and that, he scurries. Now he’s perched on the side, one leg inside the headphone jack.
The Allman Brothers, Midnight Rider. Where did that spider go?
Not gonna catch him, no…