There may be in the cup|
A spider steeped, and one may drink, depart,
And yet partake no venom, for his knowledge
Is not infected; but if one present
Th' abhorred ingredient to his eye, make known
What he hath drunk, he cracks his gorge, his sides,
With violent hefts. I have drunk and seen the spider.
- William Shakespeare, The Winter's Tale
Current Residence: Give me Washington, Oregon, and northern California: I'm a creature of the Pacific Northwest.
Favourite genre of music: Whatever is eerie, complicated, excellent, and/or unique.