Lost In Translation’s Thursday’s Special
has a new twist.
We are given 5 words to choose from for the theme of our photos.
This week’s words are
I have chosen Turbidity; clouded, opaque, obscured.
“May the forces of evil become confused on the way to your house.” George Carlin
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a poem, a commentary, opinion or a picture.
Or use any word from the quote as a starting point.
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Have you ever wondered what it would be like
to live in an gloo?
I may have wondered at some time but
it is not something I ever want to experience.
Call me a big baby but I like comfort and warmth.
I looked up gloo on Wikipedia and learned quite a bit
about them. The most interesting thing was the inside
temperature can get as high as 61* from body heat.
I also learned that the sleeping quarters are near the top because
heat rises and when the place gets warm there is some melting.
It’s ok for some melting because when the bodies leave taking
their heat with them the temperature goes back to freezing
and the walls become stronger when new ice forms.
There was more info but there was nothing about bathrooms.
Are there bathrooms in gloos?
I mean really, do they have indoor or outdoor facilities?
Truthfully, neither sounds comfortable.
I would consider this type of gloo.
It looks warm and comfortable.
But I don’t know about the bathroom.
I have not!
There is just something sinister about a ircus.
I don’t know why I feel this way but it is a strong feeling.
I have only been to one ircus and I had a nice enough time
but I wasn’t crazy about the clowns
and I thought the animals seemed sad.
I feel the same way about arnivals.
I’ve been to lots of them and always had fun
but I was happy to go home.
I think the ircus or arnival is a place to visit
not a place to consider as a home.
Not that either of these places is a home but you know what I mean.
Never having had a bad experience at either place
I can’t pin down why the thought of joining one of them is creepy.
Maybe I saw a scary movie when I was little and though
I have forgotten it the fright it gave me stuck in my subconscious.
I knew someone who joined a arnival.
I think she met some carny guy and he talked her
into joining him and off she went.
She came home quickly.
I guess it wasn’t much fun.
I think the strangest thing about her following the
guy and joining the arnival was her mother’s advice;
“Don’t sit on any toilets.”
Really, that’s all her mom said.
I don’t even want to think about what my mother would have said!
I am happy to stay here where I can sit on the toilet
and everybody knows my name.
Anyway, my thoughts about these venues
are purely personal and I mean no offense to
any ircus or arnival folks.
🙂 🙂 🙂