I couldn't find him in the list of arachnids, I know the fault is mine being so fascinated by the other spiders that I became distracted. I had never see one of these, what I all clown spiders because of the way they spin and vibrate their webs when disturbed, and I originally saw them at my Mothers house only a couple miles away. At that time we were building an addition on the house, and the only thing that separated the new crawl space from the basement was insulation. Of course no vents had yet been installed on the block work of the addition so our house became the camping ground of every sort of spider,including the giant Huntsman, which were beyond my ability to tolerate. While working on the drywall, a Huntman came crawling over the wall, and in my panic, I dumped a blob of joint cement on a broom, covering him with it as the broom transported him back out an open window. Two hours later, I looked out the open window, and this magician of a spider was trying to get back in almost completely free of the joint cement. Later on I started to notice that these "clown" spiders had come to my house, and my husband said one day, that the only spiders he ever saw anymore were the Pholcus phalangioides. But by this time the huge opening had been secured in the basement, so I doubt if "clowny" would be much of a match for the royal Huntsman. I fear spiders with all my heart, but this little guy became my best friend, and when his numbers dwindle in the winter I fear he won't come back or survive. I have gotten up in the morning and found their webs in the corner of the couch with one just sitting there. I have also had them come very close to using me as a web anchor, I wonder about their eyesight, but the lighting attacks from them I have witnessed on larger spiders is amazing. I watched one baby that was so tiny he was barely visible race to attack a large black spider on the wall. It was like Pholcus phalangioides, the baby appeared from nowhere and went right towards the big spiders mouth. The big spider didn't move as I think he was shocked, but the baby retreated for a bit and I got the big spider out of the house. I have watched them strum the webs of other spiders trying to trick them, but the most amazing sight I saw was I had a small black spider in a corner who had just hatched a bevy of babies. This web went into a cone shape about one foot from the woodwork. I saw these tiny white spiderlings working up the web towards independence, and of course I was really enjoying this unfolding of new life, when all of a sudden I noticed one of the white babies was already to the very top of the web, and on closer inspection discovered it was a baby clowny, and next to him in a pot of artificial flowers sat two large Pholcus phalangioides, like the baby was sent on his first mission. I cherish these clown spiders as my best friends because the look like nothing and I have found web encrusted leftovers that were so large, the fangs were all that were visible, so I know they are doing their jobs. If I see a strange running spider hide under a rug, my first instinct in to track him down with Hotshot, but I realize he won't last long anyway, so I pity him. I know this is just a human interest story, but I have watched them just spin webs so fast to catch prey, and the most certainly don't bite the prey first, so the poor critters are totally aware of their fates.