Overcooked Brussels sprouts == nausea. Otherwise, they are good.

Spiders... These days, I mostly do live and let live with the spiders. Wasn't always the case, though. Back when I was six or seven, my dad had brought a transformer home from some kind of project - basically a ten or fifteen pound chunk of iron. I though that it would be a good thing to use to get rid of the spider web in the corner of the garage. So I dragged it over there, lifted it up, and dropped it through the spider web. Onto my foot. :-) One broken toe, and some significant bruises, taught me to be a little more careful.