Here I am, getting good and twitchy...haven't been off the rock since November 15th...thinking about making a run for it in the next few weeks...
and flipping through the channels tonight (The Big Guy has gone to bed and released his kung-fu grip on the remote)....
and there was this...
this...
...gulp...HUGE WAVE.
dwarfing an oil tanker.
It wasn't so much that I 'kept the channel on to watch the rest of the show'
as
'I was paralyzed with fear and couldn't turn away nor move my finger to the appropriate button to put what I should have been watching...Spongebob. or Andy Griffith.'
For others who can't turn away from the train wreck, here's a link to 2 of the ships who survived 100 footers, and some of the cool-if-I-didn't-live-on-an-island-and-hate-boats science.
Oh.My.God.
Killer Waves.
How could I watch such a thing?
Why would they make such a documentary that I might accidentally watch?
I saw cargo ships- do you know how freakin' huge those suckers are?- that looked like they were sawed in half. Massive steel hulls, just ripped open.
by, um, water.
That's why I no longer fly, by the way. I learned the meaning of "wind shear".
All set with that, thanks.
This is a sure-fire panic attack in the making.
Oh, and friends and neighbors?
I will likely NOT be leaving the island until July.
I rely on your kindness to your favorite neurotic. Please continue to bring me food and toilet paper.
not necessarily in that order.
