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artgnome - 2007-08-12 08:03:17
Perez Hilton, hah! good one. I also love the look and feel of eggs. My dream is to someday have my own egg laying chickens, that is, if I ever have a summer country house.
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MyraMains - 2007-08-12 15:27:15
Hey! I had a chicken once! Problem was, it was a male, a White Rock chicken, and although I saved his sorry ass from certain doom, he grew up mean. He'd stalk me when I went outside. He'd spot me, then start walking toward me with these slow, measured, high-legged chicken-steps, and then suddenly, he'd bust out running! When he caught up to me, he'd hop into the air and tag me with his spur! Stupid chicken. His name was Pete. When I got pregnant and and got too round to safely outrun him, we had to give him away to a cousin who had a lot of land...where he was eaten by wild dogs. So I reckon he got his. Screw you, Pete!
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ricky - 2007-08-12 16:43:27
I'm a sucker for sunsets myself, even sideways sunsets.
Reflected Sunset
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Teets - 2007-08-12 18:09:09
Dude. Perez Hilton had that coming after what he said about Kathy Griffith, among others.

Is it wrong that the first thing to pop into my head when contemplating joy-generating sights was Mate Mamaw bumping down the stairs on her ass with her gown around her waist and her glasses hanging off one ear? Cause I had a stab of something that *may* have been guilt, directly afterwards.
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MyraMains - 2007-08-12 18:35:45
Oh, yeah, it's wrong. Terribly, terribly funny, but still very wrong. I'm glad to hear about the guilt...it's a commodity with you, ain't it? And ricky.....AHHHHH. That one's swell!
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OBF - 2007-08-15 00:00:24
Its funny, I have two lists, but they are not necessarily sights - they are sensory inputs and they have evolved over the years. Once on a trip to Colorado I spent about 2 hours staring at one of those jigsaw puzzle pictures scenes of a giant mountain reflecting in a glassy lake -its often been my "find a calm happy place" image. I also have 2 that are associated with my time in Hawaii. One is stopping on my way to work in an early morning and hearing the surf break over the sound of my motorcyle and through the helmet. I stopped at Banzai Pipeline beach and sat on the sand watched set after set of perfect, giant, January barrels come rolling in. They were way beyond my feeble surfing ability - but thats not what they were about for me. The next is a spot near the Kahuku motorcross track on a trail in the woods where I would ride my mountain bike. There was a cliff that over looked another surf break, perhaps it was Velzyland - I'm not sure that I ever knew and I certainly don't remember. It was idyllic in an 'all mine' kind of way, because I never stopped when I was riding with other people. Wind, cliff, distant surf. For a significant period of my life I would say that the best sound in the world was the sound of a parachute canopy opening and the best sight in the world is the view of a big fat round and perfect canopy. That still ranks high, but has been well replaced by two sensory inputs - the sound of my sons first cry in the delivery room and that odd little boy smell - almost like a puppy - when I pick him up at day care after he's been playing hard all day and he runs into my arms with a warcry, "Daddy!" Interestingly enough those are also my "God" moments. The first are natural splendor places where I have wondered how anyone could see those view and deny the existence of God. Sure you can explain the shifting on contental plate and volcanic upswelling, but the results certainly reflect a divine hand. The parachute thing kinda brings to mind that perhaps the Big Guy really is (in that specific regard "was" - I have landed in every airplane I have taken off in for several years now) looking out for me. The kiddo is repeatedly confirmation of the both states of divinity mentioned and much more. Not only is there a God, but he seems to have taken up residence in a child's eyes, the unbridled love that they give and inspire.
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OBF - 2007-08-15 00:03:17
You know this stupid little window makes in hard to be that long winded and grammatically correct at the same time.
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MyraMains - 2007-08-15 00:39:26
I like when you're longwinded; you give me more here than you do in any personal email. And grammatical errors? Pfffft. I *know* you...so I recognize mistakes as oversights, not ig'nance. However...you put my "brown eggs" to shame.
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