It's Wednesday night, October 13. I'm sitting at the desk, merrily blogging away, and I catch a movement out of the corner of my eye. I focus. And I'm sorry I did. Well not really. Because it could have ended up in my bed and bitten the freakin' crap outta me.
Just look at this sucker! I don't know what it is, but it has PINCERS! And which is the top and which is the bottom? It ran across the table and hid under my laptop. The first thing that went through my mind was - SCORPION. That's cause it looks like the pincers are at its butt and it has a head at the other end. And it was holding the pincers up in an arching, menacing manner. Yes. I know. I tend to have a flair for the dramatic at times. But for the love of God, I should not have these animals sharing the same hotel room with me. It's just not right. Thankfully, Mr. Hawthorne was there and he quickly dispatched this critter. With his shoe.