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Some of you may know from old posts I've written in the past that I have an almost debilitating fear of spiders.
I think spiders are the most hideous, evil looking creatures God put on this earth.
Other than catching annoying insects, spiders have no other redemptive qualities that I can see.  They're creepy-crawly horrible things and I'm scared to death of 90% of them.

(http://img528.imageshack.us/img528/7889/spiderdx8.jpg) (http://imageshack.us)

The really small ones don't bother me but anything bigger than a nickel sends my heartbeat through the roof and makes the hairs on the back of my neck stand up.

I have arachnophobia.

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Some people are afraid of snakes.  Some fear water.  Some are afraid of heights.  (I'm not afraid of heights...I'm afraid of falling and the deadly impact at the end)
Others fear leaving their home. (Agoraphobia)

How about you?
Do you have any specific phobias?

I have some mild germaphobia, although it may be more of an obsessive compulsive disorder.

But what about centipedes, Ash, those are more disgusting and vile than spiders in my opinion.

Oh man, I am deathly afraid of centipedes.  It's intensified since I was moved into my family's basement a couple years back (Not a "Castle Freak" scenario; we live in a small house and my younger sister needed a bedroom, so they gave her mine and built me a room in the basement), because our basement is always full of them. 

One time one fell from the ceiling over my bed while I was asleep, and landed on my face, waking me up.  It almost ended up in my mouth.  I didn't get much sleep the rest of the night.

Another time an enormous fat one, probably four inches long with really long legs emerged from behind my bookshelf...disturbingly enough, the shelf containing my Lovecraft stuff.  Once it was clear of the shelf, I hit it with a hammer. 

So, the centipede with really long legs, was it a regular one or one of those house centipedes:
(http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/c/c8/House_Centipede.jpg/800px-House_Centipede.jpg)
Used to get these in an office where I used to work. We'd actually gather around and stare at the things. Had no idea what they were at the time. It's almost hypnotic the way they walk.

I have what could be called a mild social phobia. Interacting at a social level doesn't come easy. Kind of introverted, not comfortable around lots of people. Odd for someone in my profession, I know, but it doesn't really affect that sort of interaction. I've got a reason to talk, specific things to talk about, and usually no concern other than the finished story.

I have something of an aversion to spiders, but I wouldn't call it a fear. Strangely enough, I used to have a fear of spiders, but medication I take for other anxiety seems to have cleared it up. Weird. I've actually found myself trying to coax a spider onto my finger to show my daughter. I'm making an effort to put her at ease around all creatures, so she hopefully doesn't develop irrational fears. Hard to do when everybody else freaks out over spiders, earwigs, snakes, etc.

Me too. I used to live in arizona - kingdom of the spiders and we had black widows int he house and tarantulas outside. Once living here, i woke up to a tickle in my hand and when i gripped my palm into a fist i felt something writhing within. It was a big fat juicy bulbous spider and i hurled it into the blackness standing up in my bed, probably more awake than i've ever been in my life.

Ever since then when i turn out the lights, from time to time i lay in the dark and turn the lamp back on. Just to make sure nothing is in the bed with me. A month or so ago i opened my eyes in bed and saw what looked like a spider with a legspan of 4-5 inches was crawling on the bed. I stood up and watched it go behind the bed. I was in the midde of a dream so I'm not sure if I really saw it or i was hallucinating. But i didn't sleep well for a month. And it didn't help that my cat was so damn jumpy and skiddish everytime she got near the bed.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HIml7cPow0E

Also I had a centipede on my leg as a kid, luckily I lived and haven't seen once since.

I don't think I have any fears, spiders don't bother me I saw about 100 or so Brown Recluses today, as I do every day. Well I do have one phobia it's Broke-aphobia, fear of being broke ... so I avoid it.

I have phobias of most insects (the more legs the worse), clowns, certain social situations, and germs.  Fear of germs generally effect me more in the winter months where people are carelessly hacking their lungs out in my office.

I also have a fear when the guy hands me my bag of food at the fast food window and he's either looking p**sed or smiling way too hard.

i can't help but grimace and enjoy that gravy dip with my chicken strips a little bit less with just the idea some bored teenager put a boogar in it or dipped it in the toilet.

I have a few:
Germophobia (Wash my hands 90 times a day it seems.  Worse in winter, when they get cuts, raw, bleeding, etc. from being chapped.)

Social Phobia (for the most part.  I'm more content to not really leave my house.) :buggedout:

Arachniphobia (I hate spiders, even the little ones that are barely visible.  Most bugs actually, although I can deal with most enough to kill them.  Spiders I don't even kill.  I just run away.)

A few others as well.  Heights is one.  Then again, I'm around 5', so that may be a factor. :teddyr:

I'm afraid of Julie Strain . . . . :buggedout:

I don't have a fear of spiders. I don't necessarily want them crawling on me, but they don't frighten me. I'm grossed out by cockroaches/palmetto bugs, and that comes close to a phobia sometimes, like when they try to fly at me. The ones we've got around here get to be 2+ inches long, and they tend to go kamikaze when you spray them: They will climb up a wall and launch themselves at you. Or they will run directly for your feet. If that happens, I tend to uncontrollably dodge. I know they can't hurt me, but the fact remains that they are gross little varmints. The stupid thing is, I will go to greater lengths to dodge a roach than I will to dodge a wasp. Go figure.

As I age, I seem to be developing a mild fear of heights. It's not debillitating, but I get uneasy too close to the edge of a high place. And I hate, hate, HATE driving over high flyaways (really, seriously, I don't like 'em). I get occasional vertigo, and it happened once on a 60'-80' high flyaway, and I only made it over by sheer force of will. I talked like a retarded Jerry Lewis for about two hours after; I couldn't help it.

And while I do not fear Julie Strain, even the thought of Barbra Streisand makes me a touch queasy. (http://www.websmileys.com/sm/obscene/eck18.gif)

Spiders I don't mind for the most part, caught a tarantula in the wild in Texas, it was about the size of a quarter, turned him lose in the barracks and he got HUGE eating all those cockroaches. He was cool, but he went into the room next door and scared two NCOs so bad they were actually standing on their desks and one was pointing a pistol at it (had he shot at it, the bullet would have likely ricocheted and hit the other guy). They made us turn him loose.

Anyways, I also have a bit of germophobia (I understand that's not he correct term, but rather "Spermnophobia"), comes from working in a prison where some have HIV/Hepc/Who knows what.

Also, I'm not sure if it's a phobia or not, but I do find myself avoiding overweight people quite a bit lately. I don't mean someone that's 15 lbs, but rather the people well into obese territory. I've actually stood for 10 minutes longer in a checkout line to avoid an obese person that was working another, shorter line. I'm not sure what is going on there. There's a guy that works at Best Buy, he can't be but twenty years old, I would be amazed if he was over 23, and he is so big that he has that whole "Front Butt" thing going on. He's about 5'-8" or so, and EASILY 300 lbs, I wouldn't be too awful surprised if he was 400. A part of me wants to not even go near him, and the another part wants to go smack him upside the head and tell him to have some self-respect and get his crap together, else he's going to die a very young and lonely virgin. I know that's not fair, because the vast majority of the time I know nothing of the person, and thus make a lot of assumptions about their medical condition, lifestyle, family history, habits, but unfortunately, those people I KNOW and are extremely fat, are almost completely at fault for their own condition.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wUZuV0xce3A

and richard simmons ...lol

I used to have a phobia about going into public buildings, the larger the building the worse it was.  Turned out I have an anxiety disorder.  They gave me some pills and now I'm much better (well, you be the judge  :teddyr: ).  Really hated bridges and overpasses on highways as well.  Don't mind them any more.  The pills even took away my insomnia  :teddyr:

Don't care much for heights.  I can go about 8' up on a ladder and I'm fine, but once I get to the 10' mark I'm taking a death grip on anything nearby.  You won't find me wandering around near any cliffs either.

I used to work at a wood shop in San Diego, and they'd bring burls of manzanita wood up from Mexico.  There'd be the occasional tarantula in there.  I thought they were kind of cool.  We had a black widow out in the shed as well.  One time I bought a rubber tree to have in the house, then a few days later the whole thing was covered with these microscopic little bugs - must have been an egg sack in there somewhere.  Wasn't really "phobic" about it, but man, that thing landed in the dumpster in record time  :teddyr:

*squirms* Yes...that's the one...make it go away now please.

Ah yes, the running mustaches.  Had lots of those in the house I grew up in.  Ugh.

I am not a big fan of spiders, but it must not be a full-fledged phobia because I have been able to consciously overcome it.  Mostly.

Heights caught me by surprise: on a horseback riding trip in the Rockies.  OOPS.
We were at a stop to climb a short rock face up to a glacial lake and I froze.  Horrible feeling.  My arms and legs simply would*not*comply.  Full body revolt.  I finally made it up, but between the shock and embarrassment it was terribly distressing.

I don't drive.  Just sitting behind the wheel brings on hyperventilation and elevated heart rate.  Yup: it's fear.  Tractors are OK; cars and trucks for road use...forget it.  Might have something to do with my Dad breaking his back in a car racing accident when I was eight or so...don't know.  Could be (and likely is) completely irrational.

Hard to say whether I'm afraid of heights. I don't like walking around on a roof very much, or standing on top of a tall ladder, but I love tall buildings and I love flying. I won't hesitate to take a bumpy ride in a little single-engine plane that gets tossed around by the slightest air current. Done it many times, and I might have lined up an opportunity to do it again soon.

Likewise, I have a great time visiting high observation decks. Went up the Sears Tower in Chicago once and loved it. Been to the CN Tower in Toronto lots of times, and even have no difficulty standing on the glass floor and looking down at a thousand-foot drop. And I've visited lots of shorter towers over the years. Basically, if I visit a place with a really tall building that's open to the public, I want to go up and see the view. Just don't ask me to shingle the roof on a house.

That's EXACTLY haow it happens to me.  I got scolded by my biology teacher last winter because of the whole MRSA thing and open blood.  :tongueout:

If talking about phobias and the like and not more of OCD-type-things, I consider myself overall close to a hypochondriac. I hear of healthy people dying of the most minor stuff, or mentally ill people totally oblivious to their disorders, and it gets to me... Every so often I find symptoms in myself that resemble deadly signs, but hesitate to visit a doctor for the fear that it'll be overreaction, and so on and so forth :P ...

And teenagers are supposed to think they're invincible... :lookingup:

It's even worse for me, for two reasons.  First off, I use a cup only once, and if something even comes near it, I wash it.  Something is near a fork, I wash it.  Mind you, they don't even touch, but the IDEA they're near each other, I wash it.  Same with food.  I'm so picky about who handles and touches it, I don't even eat at friends houses, and I've known them for YEARS.

Secondly, about hand washing, I work in the food industry, so I'm doubly washing my hands.  At work, and then at home.  It's at the point where even lotions and gloves don't help the scarring.  I really should see a doctor.

I'm very obsessive compulsive about things.  But that's not a fear.

Needles.  I can't even look at a needle -- I can't even look at a DRAWING of a needle!  To have blood drawn, I typically have to take a tranquilizer by mouth, else they have to put me in a chair where they can strap me down.

People being tortured with needles is a recurring theme in my horror stories.  Imagine that.

I'm also pretty afraid of heights.  You just *won't* get me near the edge of anything over a couple of feet high.  Once, when I worked at Lowe's, I had a panic attack on the cherry picker (http://www.inventoryops.com/equippics/YaleOrderpicker.jpg).  I just crouched on the platform, hyperventilating, holding onto the side rail for dear life.  I don't remember much of it, really, aside from being scared out of my mind.  Someone else actually had to come up on another one and take mine down.  I'd even start sweating on the ladders.

So then I guess you'll love this scene.   :wink:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MfdEqeyBzIY

Made it to 1:48.  :bluesad:

(http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/3/3b/American-cockroach.jpg)
I, too, am afraid to be broke and avoid it. 
I used to be afraid of spiders, still am, but always save the lives of spiders I find in my house (though if bigger than a pea they are banished to the out of doors.)  Spiders do good work and I want them to prey on them ugly things AndyC posted!!   :drink:

Wow, that's pretty bad, at least I know there's one person who can trust when I shake their hand.  :wink:

Unfortunately, I think the predator-prey relationship for those two is the other way around.

The Mailman! he literally freaks me out. If I'm out in the yard and I see him coming; I'll dash into the house till he has finished his round on my street. There is something unnatural about him and the fact he knows so much about me gives me the heebie jeebies...

Yes, Allhallowsday, that is, indeed, the object of my revulsion. And it's just about life-size, too! Pictures of them don't bother me, just them dive-bombing me. A guy I knew who owned a dental lab caught one once and cast it in dental filling material. Every leg spur, recreated in metal. It was fascinating, but also pretty repulsive.

I do the same thing with the garbage men, but only because I expect to get hassled about having too many bags, really heavy or drippy bags, or some recyclables mixed in. I dash out of sight to avoid the dirty look or disparaging remark I'm expecting to get.

Probably comes from when I lived in the city, and they were really picky about garbage. They'd leave bags behind without explanation, or slap stickers on cans that didn't explain much for the effort it took to get them off. In three years, I never once succeeded in having a bag of yard waste picked up, no matter what bag I used or what day of the month I put it out. Still, it was better than the dump, where somebody actually searches through your load like some kind of border guard, then directs you to 25 different bins that you have to remember, and the attendant acts like you work there and gets PO'd if you don't know all the procedures. Never saw a place that took its garbage as seriously as the Regional Municipality of Waterloo.

The dump here is organized but laid back (and sometimes has bears), nobody's ever been rude and nobody's ever refused to pick up a bag of garbage. Still, I have this sense that anyone in waste disposal is going to be a fussy, judgmental prick. It's not a fear, really, but I make myself scarce just the same.

My dad is slowly becoming friends with our mailman, he's on a first name basis with him, (shudder).

Also, there's a mentally challenged man in our neighborhood that sort of freaks me out.  I don't know he goes through people's recyclables and stuff.  It's completely irrational, but for some reason I try to go in a completely different direction when I see him.

All fears are irrational.

My wife is afraid of spiders, but not snakes.
She's afraid of heights, but not falling.

It's completely irrational.

The other day there was a baby Copperhead (babies are more way dangerous than adults) in the driveway, I told her and she was "Oh cool, I want to see it and don't kill it just move it to the woods." then later the same day she came running out of the storage building because she saw a spider, granted it was a Brown Recluse of which we have millions of, but I thought it was just silly.

The only snakes I'll kill are the poisonous one Copperheads, Rattlers, and Cotton Mouths which are the only poisonous ones around here, but there are many of them and frankly I don't want to get bit. They don't scare me, but I have a healthy respect for their venom.

Recluses scare me, spiders are small and not often easy to see until it's too late. I used to live in a place where black widows were everywhere and got a bad reputation> But i've always been more afraid of recluses because of the likelyhood of me fishing my hand into where they hide. Their bites can be nasty too, rotting the skin away to the bone

well since we're talking spiders i had to post this

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wFvE8xAeNVE

yeah..and come to my neck of the woods...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hnO_QAqq8W8

Oh dear, they're starting to cooperate with each other.  That is not at all good. 

Beware the Spider revolution!




Also on the subject of spiders.

http://youtube.com/watch?v=zCke5lZey-8

I am SO in the mood to watch Tarantula right now  :bouncegiggle:

Yech! 

Susan, while watching that first video you posted, right before the guy spoke I said out loud, "That's a fu**ing HUGE spider!" and then he said almost the exact same thing.
Lol!   :teddyr:

I wonder what kind of spider that is?
Anyone know?

i dunno but i swear that's what i saw crawling on my bed about a month ago...

According to youtube it was in borneo. I dunno, it doesn't look staged and there are some big a$$ freaky things deep in them jungles

I have lots of phobias to be honest.

My biggest fear is of suffocating, especially underwater. I'm actually afraid of the water in general but have no fear whatsoever when I'm in a boat but even if I'm in shallow water, I have a fear, often quite irrational of something being in said water with me. As a child, I had recurring nightmares of a huge ship ramming into me with my head just sticking out of the water. My grandmother also kind of terrified me by telling me to stay far away from the water because monsters lived there. She was concerned for my well-being because she had lost a son to accidental drowning and so discouraged me from being anywhere near water.

I definitely am afraid of spiders, of any and all sizes too, and truth be told, several other species of insect as well including certain beetles, centipedes and even ants to an extent as one once tried to crawl into my ear canal once as I was sleeping  :buggedout:. Luckily I heard it buzzing in time to hook it out of my ear thank goodness. Ever since I've had a fear of insects in bed with me and I have found spiders on my pillow as well.

I'm afraid of heights too but it's more the not being able to shingle a roof kind of fear. I'm fine high up if my footing seems sure and solid otherwise I just gotta get outta there.

I too tend to be afraid of certain social situations and dislike being in crowds where one has little free space to move around. Another case of me feeling like I'm suffocating. Naturally I'm not fond of being in small spaces either although I'm fine as long as I can move around freely for a few feet.

I too tend to fear germs and wash my hands perhaps far too frequently.

I fear baldness.

Your own, or someone else's?

So I guess mosh pits are out, then

My own, I'd wear a wig if I ever did, one of those one's Ozzy wore back in '86, maybe borrow the bumblebee suit too.

God made two kinds of heads, pretty ones and the ones if but hair on, needless to say I have no hair.

Ain't got a pretty head, plenty hair tho.'
You don't resent me do you? Most of the bald men I have ever met have hated my guts.

I have one bald friend, he is very nice. Although, resentment is felt.

Why would I resent you? Hair loss is caused by testosterone ... so the more you got that less head hair you have.

Besides I save money on shampoo, conditioner, haircuts, etc etc. Don't believe those hair commercials, not many men base there confidence, looks, or abilities on how much hair they have or don't have, in fact I don't know any.

I have a bald spot, or at least a thin spot, it's no big deal. If you meet a woman, and she's turned off by something like that, especially if she's in her 30s or older, you gotta realize it as a sign. I've only met one woman that had anything to really say about it, and I realized right then she was just about the most shallow person I'd ever met. Made it pretty easy if you asked me. Funny thing is, the woman that said that is one that spends just about every night, EVERY weekend night sitting at a bar with a cigarette hanging out of her mouth. She's 35+ with no man, working a crappy job, in a crappy little apartment, driving a piece of junk car, big ol' barstool-shaped butt, boobs sagging, and spends most of her time talking to other similar types about how 10+ years ago they were the hot chicks everyone wanted to be with, how they'd drink all night without buying a single drink for themselves. She doesn't realize her voice is about nine octaves lower than it was 10 years ago, and that she looks exactly like what she is: Some barfly approaching middle-age that never mentally got past the "I'm the hot chick in high school" stage, that dresses like she is what she wishes she was: 15 years younger, and one giant forthcoming case of liver failure/lung disease, who is bitter towards any woman that is younger, better looking, more successful, or has a decent guy to take care of them, which is pretty much every woman in the place, except for her friends.

I used to worry about it, F-it.

There's also this irrational fear of driving.  So much so, I don't even ride go carts.  And I'm 24. 

Only in the summer it's fine.  You wouldn't want to shake in winter.  Too many cuts.

Baldness never bothered me. I've dated several men who were bald ranging in stages between thinning and shining. The only time it bothers me is when they make a big deal out of it, but thats more of being turned off by someone being so uptight about something. No one is perfect and what one woman finds unattractive another will be completely turned on by. I guess it works that way for guys too.

Men can pull off bald, women can't.
Men can pull of grey, women can't
Men can pull off wrinkles, women can't.
Men can pull off weight, women can't.

Society places more emphasis on physical features and/or aging of women than men.

After all...how many women would date:
(http://www.gulum.net/biyografi/images/biography/sean-connery-1.jpg)

And how many men would date the female equivalent? lol
(http://www.hunniesheavenlyhaven.com/thehaven/images/kbates.jpg)


Ok i'm being funny. ;-) Only that guys seem to be the only ones with the hangup on baldness - they should be so lucky they can look like steven tyler or something and have women all over them. Is it their looks? No, women get hung up on charisma, character, personality. How many men you see hanging up pics of ugly actresses for the same reason?

and there you have it

Yea, well Women can pull off big boobs and Men can't, , so there. . . :tongueout:

You know a bald women isn't always a bad thing.  :teddyr:

I was referring to things that wouldn't be considered an asset..
(http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p78/dragonfyrewarrior/bob-fight-club.jpg)

But then if they could, i'm not sure i would want to live in that world

I thought the girl in THX 1138 was kinda sexy, as was Anne Lennox back in her shaved head days. I generally like longer hair, , but some women can pull off short hair.

you had me at hello ;-)

Psst ghouck, wasn't talking about their head. :wink:

you guys are talking about pretty women who shave their head, not women who just naturally lost it or thinned out

if i could pull off short hair i totally would tho

I know you're being a bit silly, Susan, but Kathy Bates never was the equivalent of Sean Connery as far as being considered attractive by the opposite sex. If you're going to talk about equivalents, let's use

(http://i329.photobucket.com/albums/l367/Derf64/SLoren2002.jpg)

That's Sophia Loren in 2002, at age 68. No, she's not bald, but she is still a very beautiful woman, whatever her age or however many wrinkles she may have. Sean Connery looks incredible for his age, as does Loren. There are exceptions to every rule. How many women would date Don Rickles or Jack Black if they were just regular schmucks (hockey pucks?) with regular jobs? Yes, women are more likely to base initial attraction on charisma, but that's basically because men are, um, not attractive for the most part. However, men generally marry a woman based on her personality in conjunction with looks (looks are secondary), so baldness, wrinkles, gray hair, and extra weight are lesser issues in long-term relationships. Don't get me wrong: Men are still pigs and will drool over a beautiful woman whether they are married or not, but they marry women more for overall attractiveness (personality, looks, compatibility, etc.) than for looks alone.

And since this is a thread about fears, I'll end by saying I'm afraid I came across like a smug sonofagun, though I really just wanted to post a picture of Sophia Loren.  :lookingup:

Also 68 Raquel Welch

and this is a recent photo ... yaoza!

(http://images.askmen.com/galleries/actress/raquel-welch/pictures/raquel-welch-picture-1.jpg)

Obligatory shot of Helen Mirren.

(http://yalibnan.com/site/archives/2008/02/28/helen%20mirren%20in%20george%20chakra%201.jpg)

Also, she's what most would describe as "super crazy," but have you ever seen Sinead O'Connor with hair?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PCyKEKi4fP4&feature=related

She's actually a very attractive woman. Maybe, "super crazy" isn't the right description. Extremist in her beliefs might be more appropriate. Still, the shallow guy in me thinks she looks hot.

I'm no expert on spiders, but I'd place it in the Pisauridae family, Genus probably Dolomedes. That would be Raft or Fishing Spiders in English, I think. They get pretty big in the tropics and also belong to the larger ones around here. But record in size goes to the Giant Crab Spider Heteropoda maxima...

Ah, Dolomedes. That would make it a relative of the dock spiders around here. They can get pretty big.

I had one of these in my bathroom sink about 2 weeks back, no idea how it got there!

(http://www.dkimages.com/discover/previews/879/25020137.JPG)

Earwigs. Yeah, they tend to scare a lot of bug-fearing people. See them all over the place here. I usually just ignore them, but if my wife sees one in the house, I get stuck with the job of executing the intruder.

A far more interesting bug in these parts is the pine sawyer, which is a longhorned beetle close to two inches long in the body. Last month, I happened to spot, out of the corner of my eye, one of these guys landing on my arm, which I promptly shook. Not that pine beetles are dangerous, but they can deliver a pretty painful bite with those wood-chewing jaws of theirs. Fortunately, it landed nearby, where my daughter and I spent some time examining it closedly before it flew away. It looks like this:
(http://www.uvm.edu/albeetle/identification/whitespottedm.jpg)

Ooooooohhhhhhhhhh, , You're talking about her POTTY PARTS. . .I'M TELLING ANDREW, I'M TELLING ANDREW, , ,YOU'RE GONNA BE IN SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO MUCH TROUBLE. . ..


Cheeze is a potty-mouth, Cheeze is a potty-mouth.  :tongueout:




Any relation to "Dolomite"?
http://www.badmovies.org/movies/dolemite/

ghouck I have your new avatar ready ...

(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v297/drewshack/South%20Park/hall_monitor_cartman.jpg)

:bouncegiggle: Some good commentary, however I must point out to you that SEAN CONNERY was born in 1930 and KATHY BATES was born in 1948...  :teddyr:  :bouncegiggle: 
So maybe, some peoples gotsit an'... some don't. 

SEAN CONNERY is Scottish, as am I. Well go bald and age well ... it's the whiskey and haggis.

We also have the same birth date.

I think you're right, I think them things give an ugly bite and can be quite large and agressive.  I used to have a problem with them, my primary concern being my dogs I house in the lower half of my home.  But I guess my war on them finished off the dynasty...  :teddyr:  :lookingup:  I don't like killing things but there are things I will not tolerate in my house.  Especially if they could hurt my family. 

Go to GOOGLE. Click on Google Images. Type in "Brown recluse bite"

yowza

Killed several today while working on a metal roof, they get between the metal and wood decking ... seen the bite up close and personal on a friend of mine ... nasty. So far I've avoided them or I'm immuned to them, which I tend to think I am I've been around to many to have been this lucky ... I'm just not that lucky. Oh found a nest of  baby copperheads today too. It was the extra poison day today.

I've seen nursery web spiders mistake for brown recluses.  Apparently, it happens pretty often, as the two species are very similar and the nursery web spiders can also have the dark area on their back that appears like the recluse.  However, the nursery web spiders tend to be hairy, while recluses are smooth.

Trust me I know recluses, we have ba-zillions of them here, there also called fiddle backs. They get between the siding on houses, behind drywall, under shingles, under tin roofs, behind boards, about everywhere I work everyday. I don't even count how many I kill, but I am cautious of what I pick up and how and look for the little nasty things before grabbing stuff. They are extremely common here.

(http://www.e-bug.net/pests/brownreclusespider1.jpg)
brown recluse spider

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nursery web spider

This link below is the evolution of a Brown Recluse bite, do not click it if you have a weak stomach ... you've been warned.
http://www.e-bug.net/pests/brownrecluse.shtml (http://www.e-bug.net/pests/brownrecluse.shtml)

Now I wanna throw up. A few weeks ago i woke up and saw a huge spider that looked just like that next to me on the bed and i got up half awake and saw it crawl up the pillow and disappear. I happened to be in the middle of a dream so I'm not sure if it was real or a hallucination but it seemed real and the way the cat had been acting weeks after that in the bed - very skiddish and jumpy and leary - i got so paranoid i couldn't sleep. I tore the bedroom upside down looking in every conceivable place to no avail. It's a month later, I still think about it. I tried to explain what i saw, a long legged fairly big spider that was raised up a bit but brownish in color. didn't seem as fat looking or typical of a wolf spider but then I just woke up.

Now that I see what that thing looks like i can guarantee no sleep tonite. I pray to the gods it was a hallucination :bluesad:

Recluses won't bother you if you don't bother them ... with me the last thing they see out of their 8 eyes is he bottom of my boot. I like to get the fat females, their packing eggs and I just squished the next generation.

As for the bite, some people are immune, some people will get only a little bump; like a bee sting, some folks well get a welt or boil and other will in up with hole in their body. It is believed most people that are bitten never know it and heals on it's own as it's not that bad. But if you don't live in the GREEN you don't need to worry about them to much. There may be a few out of the green but who knows.

Note the GREEN
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There is no antivenom and the poison is self-limiting in that its ability to destroy cells and in a few days or so IF someone does get bit and they do have a nasty reaction they're only likely to loose a plug about the size of a silver dollar. There is nothing you can do about it and it will heal in about 6-8 weeks, leaving them with a really nice scar.

Suzy Q, I won't tell you were Brown Recluses like it best ... you may never sleep again .. ever, nor will you wear shoes, gloves, cloths or use a blanket, or sleep in a bed. So I won't tell you about those things.

I am confidant SUSAN, with your bed turning and hunting that any spider you might have seen is long gone.  Most may be paralyzingly ugly, but most are also quite shy and fragile creatures. 

I live in the green area.
and spiders aren't that shy if they're one of the few insects that will crawl right up in the bed with you - which i've had happen a time or two.

Let's take a moment shall we, to learn a few facts...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sHzdsFiBbFc

A few women have referred to me as an "insect that will crawl right up in the bed with you." 

I was bitten on the sole of the foot by what I assume was a brown recluse in Dallas when I was a teenager.  The sucker had made a home in my shoe.  I grew a p***y bump about the size of a small toe that hurt like hell, but subsided after a couple of weeks.

As for phobias, years ago I developed a horrible agoraphobia for about six months.  I could barely muster the courage to leave the house every two weeks to stock up on provisions.  Could only drag myself to the mailbox once a week or so.  Antidepressants took care of the problem, and it hasn't come back.

A small camel toe?  :teddyr:

I actually meant "p***y [adj.]: containing pus, pururlent."  Why must you folks have such dirty minds?

Might want to try using the word 'festering' or 'throbbing pus pocket of pain' ... as yes we do have dirt minds, I read it as "p***y" too ... not 'pussie'. LOL

I have a fear of anything big and black, that flies and sounds like a b-52......My neighbors have probably seen me many times running, screaming and flapping my arms all over the place, then laughing at myself, while heading into the house for safty.   :buggedout:  :bouncegiggle:

So you haven't seen  "Hancock"?

 :bouncegiggle: :bouncegiggle: :teddyr:

I live in a house with many mirrors, and during the daytime, I love them. They reflect light, add the illusion of space to a room, and can be beautiful in themselves, almost like works of art. But I try not to look in mirrors when I pass them at night, when it's dark-ish. I'll look at the floor as I walk by. Something peculiarly unsettling about mirrors in the nighttime. Something creepy and illogically spooky about them then. When I was little I used to hang my sweater over my bedroom mirror before I went to bed, and I guess some fraction of whatever unsettled me then has stuck around. My maternal grandmother has told me when she was young, in a traditional Catholic Irish household, all mirrors in a house were fully draped in black for a month after the passing of a house's occupant. I assumed it was a mourning gesture, a turning from vanity by covering the face of the mirrors, but she said, no, it was an old superstition about spirits looking back at you from mirrors. Hmm, maybe that's where I got the spooky idea about them planted in my head, huh? In any case, it creeps me out to gaze into a mirror at night, in a darkened place.

Anyone else have a weird fear?

Bees and banana's  :lookingup:

My only actual fear is heights, but for weird fears my friend in high school refused to put mayonnaise on anything because it reminded him of man chowder... though I guess that's more a stigma than a fear...

Ahem...

http://www.badmovies.org/forum/index.php/topic,120270.0.html

That alot of stuff is just s**t-Rigged, and that some people with power don't understand the responsibility that comes with it.

I need a larf, nothings a better larf than an unintentionally hillarious bad movie.
I guess if everything weren't s**t-Rigged there wouldn't be these bad movies  :teddyr:!

Did you need to go to the gynecologist, Rev.?

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Some things are worth repeating no matter how old they are. :teddyr:


Rev.'s List of things he wish he'd never posted:

1) p***y Bump

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I am sorry, I was going to reply to the topic of this thread, but something distracted me and I can't keep from laughing.

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I have an intense fear of accidentally using the wrong word so that Menard will make fun of me.

p***y means "filled with puss."  I have no idea why the word is always on my mind. 

More p***y

(http://www.encuentos.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/04/puss-in-boots.jpg)

There's only one S in "pus (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pus)", you putz!  LOL!!  Just kidding!   :teddyr:

I can think of something else it means 'filled with'. :bouncegiggle:

Ah, but the adjectival form adds a consonant: Princeton agrees with me (http://wordnet.princeton.edu/perl/webwn?s=p***y).

I will never give up!  I will continue to defend my use of "p***y"!

I use p***y for recreational purposes  :tongueout:

You go girl! :thumbup:

Haha!  I'd give you karma if you were a registered user.   :bouncegiggle:

Or your abuse of it.
I abuse it, I terrorize "p***y".

Just in case you need it, Rev.



 :bouncegiggle:

Not really a particularly strange phobia, just an embarrassing one...

insects.



I'm a huuuuge Entomophobic.

This is also part of traditional Appalachian Folk-lore. There are places back in the mountains where they still sit up with the dead too.

Kewl, Grace.

Another long-term phobia of mine (well, sort of a phobia) is that since I was very little I have had a certainty that I was going to die when I was twenty-nine years old---probably die violently, and Lord knows I've taken my share of chances over the years. As long as I can remember it's been there, in the back of my mind, almost like keeping aware in your thoughts of an appointment you have. People have told me to quit thinking that way or I might make it self-fulfilling, but...shrug. In any case, only thirty-three more days for fate to take its shot at me or miss its chance. :tongueout: On the flip side, I bet if I don't die this year, I'll live to be old in the extreme.

I've always had the strong feeling that I am going to die when I'm 30. Ah, well only 8 more years of endless stress to put up with... :lookingup:

I thought so too, till I sat up with the dead as a child...
heritage is freaky sometimes

Ah...fear a man...with a p***y bump.

Especially if he's a Reverend.

 :bouncegiggle:

Praise the lord!  If I may say so.   :bouncegiggle:

All this talk about p***y bumps is forcing me into hysterics.

Great white sharks and elevators. :wink:

All bugs that exist
Trevor's undies
Circus Circus' basement
and my own bathroom.

Epistemophobia - fear of knowledge, esp during the Summer (unless it's an emergency!) :buggedout: :bouncegiggle:

Apiphobia- I just fear bees, wasps, hornets, etc. I just jump 5000 ft when ever one comes near! :buggedout:

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I seem to have a growing fear of my basement but only at night....

Now how did I not notice this part of the conversation at the time?

Personally, I think bald women look great. I'm sort of the opposite of A.J. Bauer in that regard. In case anyone wondered about my fascination with fetishes and/or Persis Khambatta. :teddyr:
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I have a phobia of stuff that can kill me.

Oh, and monsters.


Actually, that reminds me of a story. It's a little messed up and may offend the Christian members of the board, but here goes.

I had a friend in my senior year of high school, and the two of us went to a Halloween event that, unbeknownst to us, was put on by a Christian youth organization who had passed flyers around the campus. Anyway, we get there, and at some point in the evening the people running the party pulled everybody inside and it turned into a sermon to try and convert people. The whole premise was that everybody was asked about what scares them, and in the end it was going to become how accepting Jesus would remove our fears, etc. Once I realized what was going on, I just sort of tried to stay under the radar and wait for it to be over. My friend, on the other hand, looked upon it as an opportunity for comedy.

People were asked what scared them and lots of stuff like death, and mostly teen drama crap kept coming up. Once it got around to my friend he blurted out "monsters!"

There were some nervous chuckles, including from the guy running the event, and then he said "okay, seriously, what really scares you?"

With a perfectly straight face my friend says "Seriously. Monsters. Especially the ones under the bed." He played it so straight, and it was such an uncomfortable situation. The guy running things had no choice but to deal with it. There was this look on his face where he didn't know what do say because he suspected it was a joke, but my friend played it so straight that I think the guy just didn't know what to believe. I was sitting right next to him, very uncomfortable myself, because I knew flat-out it was a joke and didn't know if I should laugh to try and relieve the tension or what.

The guy just kind of uncomfortably said something like "yeah, monsters. That can be very scary. And what about you?" He was talking to me of course.

The thought flashed in my brain for a split second to say something like "Yeah, I'm with him. Monsters really scare me too." But it was such an uncomfortable situation that I just couldn't bring myself to do it. I was uncomfortable enough already trying to figure out what I was going to say. I ended up saying something lame and typical just to keep things moving. Once things moved past us I looked over at him and his eyes were just beaming. That was the kind of guy he was. He looked at uncomfortable situations as entertainment.

Okay, sorry for the sidestep. Back to you regular programming.

Awesome.

Flick James, your story reminds me of a shaggy-dog monologue I've been trying to pull on people for years, but I can never get through it without cracking up.

Basically I start off with the "I had a rough night last night. You know one of those nights when you can't get to sleep and you start to evaluate everything in your life."

Then you basically have to draw people in with an intense confessional before you admit to them that you realize there's only one thing in this life that really scares you.

Werewolves.

I can get through half of it before I start laughing. It tears me apart, because it's such a killer punchline.

Oh well, one of these days.

If and when you're ever able to pull it off, do share.

I used to be afraid of just about everything when I was younger.. especially static electricity.  I would be afraid to open a door (especially a car door).  And to touch a metal stereo system knob in a carpeted living room or den was nearly traumatic for me.

I had a fear of being poisoned when I was younger. I would spit all the time to make sure I wasn't being poisoned at that moment.

Fast driving.
I used to drive really fast on dirt roads when I was younger....but after 2 near fatal car wrecks-it scares the s**t out of me now.