“Excuse me, Mr. Postman, but that package is moving.”

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Euuuwww! Just in time for your Saturday chores comes this piece from the Los Angeles Times:

Man charged with smuggling tarantulas – latimes.com.
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“Honey, can you please take a quick look on the floorboards before we back out?”

Imagine the surprise as our usually bored civil servants at the post office opened the packages that contained these spiders. I want to know details which the story does not provide, such as: was there screaming? Did any of the employees freak out and drop the packages, sending tarantulas scurrying all over the post office? Was there an employee with a secret spider fetish who pilfered one or two for their private, suddenly larger collection?

I’m having breakfast out this morning; reading this has made my appetite not quite what it was. Have a great weekend, everybody. I’ll be back Monday with more ruminations on the great unraveling, unemployment blues, and more.