Friday musing: people worry about the weirdest things

I've become obsessed by spiders recently after one wove an amazing (to me) web from the Morning Glory vines that grow up my small verandah. It's hardly a new phenomenon for a human being to be overwhelmed by the magnificence of a spider's web but consider me now among the absolutely besotted. My prior fascination was largely confined to watching Daddy Long Legs as a kid on summer days. I don't know what kind of spider this is, although the web is definitely a spiral orb web that glitters in the sun, and my spider's favorite position is at the very centre of her creation. I'm now spending my evenings examing photos of spiders, finding out how long they live, when they lay eggs, etc. etc. Is the weaving all left to females? I hope my buddy won't leave anytime soon and has a plan for survival once the frost hits. If I can get a decent photo over the next few days, I'll post it for arachnophiles out there so you can tell me what it is. (So far, I'm only getting a hazy blob, so don't hold your breath.)

I'm knocked out by what appears to be the No. 1 concern among people who research spiders on the web:

Do they lay eggs in the human body?

Whaaa-aaa-aaa????!!!? Of all the things I worry about in life, that fear somehow has eluded my list. But if I start now, I bet I could imagine all kinds of gruesome scenarios. It's not too late.

Apparently they don't.