This entry was published at least two years ago (originally posted on July 30, 2006). Since that time the information may have become outdated or my beliefs may have changed (in general, assume a more open and liberal current viewpoint). A fuller disclaimer is available.
We noticed this (not so) lil’ guy crawling along the counter at work today. Having a mild case of arachnophobia and being a camera buff, my reaction was pretty predictable: “Ugh! Eww! (cringe) … Where’s the macro lens?”
“Take the Skinheads Bowling” by Camper Van Beethoven from the album Telephone Free Landslide Victory (2004, 2:32).
The only way I can get close enough to a spider to use a macro lens is if I know the spider is dead and has been lacquered first.
A live Mr Spider would be intruduced to Mr Book long before anyone would have the chance to set up a micro lens.
That’s a male one. You can tell by the “clubs” on its pedipalps.
(Holy crap, I remember stuff from biology class!)