Yeah, this is me. I claim to be a strong woman who can change a flat, mow the lawn, paint a house, and take on a group of guys in a pick-up basketball game… but if there’s a spider involved, I’m flat out terrified. Kill it! Kill it!
Funny how I manage to come up with these ideas. Here’s the transcript of how it happened:
8:03 sit down to eat dinner in front of TV
8:04 shuffle through channels while realizing I still need to come up with a comic joke/gag
8:06 end up on Spiderman 3 (never saw the 3rd one)
8:06:30 Think: “Spider”, “I’m scared of spiders”, “I hate that I’m scared of spiders, because I’m such the strong/independent woman and it seems hypocritical”, “oh, comic idea.”
8:07 eat dinner, satisfied with my less-then-a-second brainstorm.
Other days, not quite so easy.
