Reason 92

Genuine appreciation of things that crawl, creep and slither. I am not one of those women who lets out ear-splitting shrieks or blubbers incoherently when she spots a spider or some other creepy crawly in the house. I have never been afraid of arachnids (although I admit to cringing every time I see the tarantula crawl across Joe Pesci's face in Home Alone), and growing up my favorite exhibit at the Wooodland Park Zoo was the Reptile House. In middle school one of my science teachers kept a boa constrictor in her classroom and I loved to stare at its smooth, undulating skin through the thick glass, wondering what it would be like to pet those scales and see its forked tongue flick in and out up close. Clearly I am not a girly-girl by any stretch of the imagination. Jason, I've never heard you mention a fear of spiders or other misunderstood creatures, but if your adrenaline suddenly shoots up when you notice some harmless bug circling your shower drain, I will valiantly swoop in to save you (and the bug). I am also one of those obnoxious people who demand these animals be carried outside in a tissue or cup so they can continue serving the greater good. Sure, I eat meat, but I am not a murderer!