What you did to me was unbelievable, Connor. But then I got stuck in a hell dimension by my girlfriend one time for a hundred years, so three months under the ocean actually gave me perspective. Kind of a M.C. Escher perspective, but I did get time to think.

Angel ,'Conviction (1)'


Natter 58: Let's call Venezuela!  

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.


Typo Boy - May 28, 2008 9:09:52 am PDT #9382 of 10001
Calli: My people have a saying. A man who trusts can never be betrayed, only mistaken.Avon: Life expectancy among your people must be extremely short.

Though I must stand up for the people I know who've stated they've seen ghosts and/or the boogeyman.

Yeah you note that when I posted it I was bemused by the "monster in the closet thing" not the ghost part. Thinking the monster in the closet was real after you are grown strikes me as a little odd. And I'm wondering if people misunderstanding the question (did you see a monster in the closet as a kid vs. do you still believe it is real) or were screwing with the pollsters.


beekaytee - May 28, 2008 9:10:46 am PDT #9383 of 10001
Compassionately intolerant

Though I must stand up for the people I know who've stated they've seen ghosts and/or the boogeyman--I wouldn't characterise them as having "a primitive and superstitious understanding of the world" or being "bug fuck crazy"

Gracious, if I discounted everyone who has had paranormal experiences or ideas, I'd have no practice at all. And, for the record, only 2 out of 8 years worth of clients were actually bug-fuck crazy.


Sparky1 - May 28, 2008 9:10:58 am PDT #9384 of 10001
Librarian Warlord

That building looks like a drill bit to me. I doubt that is what the architect wants to hear.


beekaytee - May 28, 2008 9:12:38 am PDT #9385 of 10001
Compassionately intolerant

My first thought, looking at the building site was "Cool cgi...wait, is that LOTR music?" The second thought was a billboard on the most adjacent thoroughfare crowing, "Screw YOU, I'm already home!"


Burrell - May 28, 2008 9:14:12 am PDT #9386 of 10001
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!

I just found the phrasing "the monster in the closet" oddly specific to childhood, whereas the boogeyman is not. Hence my question about whether the sighting only counts if it's in the closet.


Jesse - May 28, 2008 9:16:10 am PDT #9387 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

Did you notice that in the "gallery" apartments, there's a curving partition that you can close off the bed with?

Yeah, that was cool. And I want to live in a hotel in Dubai! OK, not really, but I do dream of having brazilians of dollars to spend on a vacation in Dubai.


§ ita § - May 28, 2008 9:16:42 am PDT #9388 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

If there was some way to live in one of those floorplans and have a marvellous view of Chicago (or whatever city of my choice), I'd love it. But as a whole it doesn't look like a place where real people live. And obviously, real people don't live in Dubai. Fantasy people live there. I can't wrap my mind around the place, and I can't wrap my mind around a slice of it in the midwest.


sarameg - May 28, 2008 9:18:41 am PDT #9389 of 10001

I did not like the floorplans at all.


Matt the Bruins fan - May 28, 2008 9:19:04 am PDT #9390 of 10001
"I remember when they eventually introduced that drug kingpin who murdered people and smuggled drugs inside snakes and I was like 'Finally. A normal person.'” —RahvinDragand

I don't know, I've always thought of the Boogeyman as a pretty childhood specific thing too. Though since I've been called upon by a neighbor to check for the imaginary prowler hiding in the bedroom closet of the locked apartment she'd been in for hours, perhaps it's only the assumption of otherworldiness that's left behind in childhood.


Steph L. - May 28, 2008 9:24:01 am PDT #9391 of 10001
Unusually and exceedingly peculiar and altogether quite impossible to describe

Though since I've been called upon by a neighbor to check for the imaginary prowler hiding in the bedroom closet of the locked apartment she'd been in for hours, perhaps it's only the assumption of otherworldiness that's left behind in childhood.

I'll confess this now, and you can all mock me if you like.

Before I moved in with The Boy, I lived in the same apartment for 7 years. For the last 3 years I lived there (possibly 4), I slept with the bedroom light on every. single. night. There's no explanation for the feeling of panic and dread I got when I turned out the light, but it happened every night. And I never slept very well, either, even with the light on. For 3 years.

Even when The Boy slept over, I had to keep the lights on.

Now I sleep with the lights out, and I sleep like a rock.

Otherworldliness in my closet? I doubt it. But I also don't know why, after being able to sleep with the lights off for the first 4 years of living there, I was incapable of doing so for the next 3.