D.O.P.-T.

A spider is crawling about on the wall next to me. It's waving abdominal pincers about suggestively, so I presume it's a he. He also has a white stripe across his bottom section, but other than that he's a nondescript color that reminds me of military fatigues. I wish he would decide where he's going. First he meandered up the wall toward where I have underwear drying on the finial of the curtain rod, then he came back down again and now he seems to have stopped in the shadow of the cardboard box I use as a desktop bookcase. Maybe he's just killing time till it either rains outside or doesn't.