Not an incapacitating freakout. Just a "NOT RIGHT! WRONG! TOO HIGH! BIZARRO!" mental commentary. It's intimidating, makes me want to flee to the nearest mountaintop, but not so much that I actually DO.
Natter 60: Gone In 60 Seconds
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Gracie was just happy girl today. Lots of smiles and laughing and dancing and playing. She refuses to stay still. Visiting her was the high point of my day.
sara, the desert freaks me out. It's like, "This should all be underwater! It'd be so much prettier!"
I grew up in Ohio and I LOVE the ocean.
I stand corrected!
Not an incapacitating freakout. Just a "NOT RIGHT! WRONG! TOO HIGH! BIZARRO!" mental commentary.
I had a similar reaction on a mesa in Arizona -- I could see too far, it was too flat, too brown, just Not Right.
Heh, Kat.
Maybe there are three types of people....desert people and ocean people and a bizarro hybrid of the two?
I didn't grow up near the ocean (Western Pennsylvania) and I adore the ocean. I haven't seen it this century.
I wonder if people in the 1900s made remarks like "Well, I haven't seen anything like that this century."
a bizarro hybrid of the two?
I"ll take bizarro hybrid for a hundred, Alex.
When it comes to the ocean, Jesse and I are one.
Jesse, did you see my fluevog black/brownish spectator pumps link?
brenda, I agree that all first meals should be strawberry ice cream!