Ah! Spiders!  These are just one of the many things that scare the heck out of me.  The way they walk, with their slow intimidating prowl. Their black hairy bodies, and their small, freaky, eyes.   I hate to be scared of something so small, but come on, have you even seen a tarantula?  An elementary school in San Diego has just been infested with Black Widows. I pity those poor people.  Apparently, one third of all classrooms were infested.  If I went there, oh God, I wouldn’t just leave the school I would leave the city.

But apart from spiders, I have one other big fear: heights. Planes are the worst.  I know that I’m perfectly safe in a plane, and that I’m not going to crash. But come on, like a 700,000 lbs. metal tube should stay in the air.  The most scared I have ever been is when I’m in turbulence on a plane, and when I was on a gondola in Japan. Gondolas are the stupidest things. Who wants to be suspended way above the ground, hanging from a thin wire? I know that I don’t. My comfort zone ends at about 3 feet off the ground.