I was terrified of storms as a kid as well - other than the sudden loudness of thunder, the dreaded "tornado warning" and associated sirens and radio buzzers were the stuff of nightmares. By the time I was 12 or so I really looked forward to storms. However, when I saw my first tornado in my early 20's with no basement to hide in, I turned into that six year again old real fast.
I never really considered face-to-face contact a possible thing. -CRwM
when i was eight years old, a storm blew over a tree and crushed half our house. it was like a faerie tale. i loved it.
and the protestant work ethic never got me. my mom tried to instill it i think, but we never went to church. i grew up thinking of work as something that clever people tricked dumb people into doing.---I don't think anyone's ever really died from smoking. --ni[ Parent ]
Re: storms. I outgrew my fear by the time I was 6 or 7, I think. We rarely had tornadoes in North Carolina, and when we did, there were no associated sirens to add to my fear. I do remember the above-mentioned father go outside during a storm to watch the tornado go over our house. He wasn't the smartest person I've ever met. -- damn it, lif eis actually really *far4 too good at tghe momnent, shboyukbnt;t whilen. --Dr Thrustgood[ Parent ]
Can you introspect out loud? --CRwM[ Parent ]
On another note, I think toxicfur is becoming more and more siggable. Although I was also tempted to use your own "I've verified experimentally that you cast a shadow." -- "Slick Loons Cow Stumbling Readers." —toxicfur I may be an expensive mushroom. —iGrrrl[ Parent ]
I'm not sure if I'm much smarter than the meterologists and my idiot father, in regards to storms. One of my favorite places to be during a thunderstorm is ankle-deep in the ocean. There are few things more moving to me than watching the thunderclouds and rain merge with the gray, choppy ocean.-- damn it, lif eis actually really *far4 too good at tghe momnent, shboyukbnt;t whilen. --Dr Thrustgood[ Parent ]