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I sometimes wonder what the true difference is between an island and an iceberg. I have been accused a time or two of being the latter. Icebergs give me the willies. Just part of them perched above those frigid waters, and huge parts of them going down, down, down into dark lonliness. Penguins can live on icebergs, but if they jump into the water a seal or a whale will swallow them. And they randomly float about with the currents, never knowing where they are going. Uck.
Now an island seems far more inviting. I get a mental picture of warmth and gentle,clear blue waters and big momma seaturtles laying their eggs in the sands. Islands have pretty tropical birds and fragrant flowers. Hugh Grant famously said that islands may appear to be lonely but that beneath they are connected by bits of land masses, making them rather social.
I think the island gig is a far better concept.
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You have been accused of being an island or an iceberg? Does the pot realize that he is black?
Comment by jen-o-rama October 31, 2005 @ 8:05 am