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

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!"

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.

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.

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.

I did not like the floorplans at all.

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.

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.

Dubai kinda creeps me out, not exactly sure why. Anyone else here gotten the email of "this is where all your gas money is going" with all the Dubai images and future artist renderings? The person who sent it to me did not like my reaction which was to laugh and say - HELLO - LA? Las Vegas?

Dubai kinda creeps me out, not exactly sure why.

Michael Jackson lives there?