This morning I killed a funnel web spider. Amazon that I am, I even did this barefoot (which is the stupidest known way to approach an aggressive spider that knows it's higher on the food chain than a human). A sharp reminder that summer is nigh, and I really can't afford to step outside the house without shoes, even if that "outside" is a deck a good 40 feet high. (Come on, spider, don't you know you're a ground dweller?!)
To be fair, it might not have been a funnel web. Identification now is impossible, because I used my brother's shoe to rather splattering effect. But it was bigger than a house spider, and blacker, and there's no other spider I know which will rear up to attack an exploratory poke with a broom. So I took no chances. I hate funnel webs. The ninjas are definitely after me.