yikes

[lizziebelle]

The Blue Angels are currently strafing flying over my house, and man, are they loud! It's raining, and the cloud cover is really low, so I can't see them. Wait, they just went by again, and I actually caught sight of one. Cool. They sound like thunder when they get farther away.

Yucky day for an air show. (Woo! There they go again!) I feel badly for the folks who schlepped out to the airfield. I can see why they would though; airplanes cool! Jets extra cool! I'd love to go up in one, but I bet I'd be the one who needs the air sickness bag. (Ooh, there goes another jet!)

The sound of fighter jets over one's house is slightly freaky. The last time they were in town, they totally unnerved me. At least this time I remembered they were coming. (ooh, they just flew by again, got a good look this time!)

The first time I saw them was the day our dog, Bonnie, got hit by a car. I had just graduated from high school. My parents sent us off to the air show, and when we got back to the parking lot, they were there waiting for us, so I knew she was dead. They took us to see Frank Langella's Dracula. And that's what I think of when I see the Blue Angels. Weird how things get tied together in one's memory.

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[singingnettle.livejournal.com]

As if the Blue Angels weren't bad enough WITHOUT being tied to Frank Langella and the loss of one's dog!