That Sears tower thing is wrong wrong wrong. I could feel my legs give out just watching it on tv.
They have something similar in the CN Tower in Toronto. I tried to walk out onto the glass, but my legs just wouldn't obey me. Freaky.
Giles: I'm sure we're all perfectly safe. Dawn: We're safe. Right. And Spike built a robot Buffy to play checkers with. Tara: It sounded convincing when I thought it.
'Dirty Girls'
Natter 63: Life after PuppyCam
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.
tommyrot - Jul 02, 2009 7:18:20 am PDT #27041 of 30000
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
Barb - Jul 02, 2009 7:19:20 am PDT #27042 of 30000
“Not dead yet!”
It's just gas!
I don't know about the attendants in NJ, but the few I've encountered in Florida have been of the not-terribly-bright variety to the point where they've walked around my car more than once looking for the tank. And it's not like I've ever had the stealth tank hidden behind the license plate either.
Another thing you never want to hear a gas station attendant say while pumping gas into your car:
"Whoops."
Jessica - Jul 02, 2009 7:19:44 am PDT #27043 of 30000
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
There's one at the Grand Canyon too. Sounds very cool in theory, but I'm not sure I could actually walk on it.
Dana - Jul 02, 2009 7:20:59 am PDT #27044 of 30000
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.
Yeah, Oregon doesn't let you pump your own gas, either.
...really? I'm fairly sure we pumped our own gas when we went to Pendleton. Though we were right by a casino, so maybe that made a difference?
I was busy being weirded out that they didn't have sales tax.
shrift - Jul 02, 2009 7:24:40 am PDT #27045 of 30000
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty
Holy shit! Indian court decriminalizes consensual gay sex: [link]
tommyrot - Jul 02, 2009 7:25:57 am PDT #27046 of 30000
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
I was just gong to post that. As Sullivan says,
I think that liberates more gay men and women in one fell swoop than ever before in human history. It's not equality, of course. And homophobia is still rife. But it's a big, big deal if you care about human rights and human dignity....
eta: Also, the Indian law outlawing homosexuality was a product of British colonialism....
-t - Jul 02, 2009 7:32:46 am PDT #27047 of 30000
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
I'm fairly sure we pumped our own gas when we went to Pendleton.
You guys are outlaws!
Glass ledges are freaky. Looking at the picture is wigging me out a little.
tommyrot - Jul 02, 2009 7:35:11 am PDT #27048 of 30000
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
The 15 Creepiest Vintage Ads Of All Time
Seriously freaky. One of these ads (#13 "A Girl Around The House") I've seen before in a Women's Studies class as an example of misogyny in advertising.
StuntHusband - Jul 02, 2009 7:35:34 am PDT #27049 of 30000
Electromagnetic candy! - Stark
...really? I'm fairly sure we pumped our own gas when we went to Pendleton. Though we were right by a casino, so maybe that made a difference?
It's been - oh, close to 35 years since I was close to Pendleton. But if you were on a reservation, then you get to pump your own gas. (Or you're outlaws! I'm tellin'!)
Yay India! Every time I get morose about the direction of cultural evolution amongst upright tool-using primates, something like this fans the wee spark of my hope.
Connie Neil - Jul 02, 2009 7:40:59 am PDT #27050 of 30000
brillig
I have pictures from back in the '70s when we went to Toronto and I stood on the glass window to look down. Hubby said hell for him would be to see me standing out on that glass balcony, because if anything happened he didn't think he'd be able to force himself out there to get me. Poor Hubby. And this is a man who used to ride on the outside of helicopters on the way to forest fires.
I heard of a book a while ago that tied phobias of this sort to inner ear problems, that the brain associated the inner-ear-caused dizziness with the situation at the time--crowds, closed space, heights, etc--and it cycled into the full-blown phobias. Because Hubby didn't used to be bothered by heights until after a few injuries.