This beetle was trying to get into my house earlier tonight. (I suspect it was attracted to the light emanating from the monitor, but then, I've become computercentric. It might have just been the regular lighting.)

But I think if I was a beetle, I'd prefer to be a beetle spider, like this wonderful hybrid:

Yeah, I know there's a Fiat Spyder, but I don't think the offspring between that and a Beetle would be quite as dramatic or artistic.

Anyway, this bug business makes the song "Boris the Spider" from the Who come to mind.

I found a great version from 1975:

What do you call all of this? Arachnophenia?

Maybe, but I'm afraid there already is such a thing.

I thought I'd invented the term, but originality has become impossible.

And Hillary is having Spider Man issues. (Yes, politics can devour even elderly comics artists.)

MORE: Via Purple Avenger at Ace I found a perplexing question:

"What kind of love can you get from a spider?"

But, from an arachnophile perspective, husbands come in all flavors.