I am currently recovering from a wicked spidey bite. Sadly, I have not yet received any awesome super powers. Bummed. All I have is a gross fungal infection from the nasty little critter who attacked me while I slept, like a punk. This particular arachnid has not yet gained a contemporary concept of the ethics of war. WEEKS of creams, steroids, and oral prescriptions and I’m still itchy and sore. What did I do in response to the attack? I moved. I literally moved. Goodbye devil bugs. Goodbye forever.