My mom was a people watcher. There were days when I would walk into my parents living room and find my mother, binoculars in hand, staring out the living room window. She was a little freaky about. I thought she was just bored. She couldn't drive...she had an inner ear problem that made her off balance behind the wheel...my dad had to stop trying to teach her because she keep driving to the right into trees! She couldn't ride a bike for the same reason. So, she couldn't escape to the mall without someone driving her. She didn't work...outside of the house, either. What with six children she really didn't have time to do anything other than stay at home. So, we sort of let her have her obsession with staring into the tree-lined field across the street. The laugh was on all of us though. Later, when we were all grown-up, she confessed what her obsession was with the field across the street. We were told by her that the teen-age boys of the neighborhood would walk the teen-age girls in the neighborhood back there, and well, use your imaginations. She was making sure, my sister or I were not one of the girls (or my brothers one of the boys). When she passed away, I inherited those binoculars. Too bad we don't have a field across the street.

That is a rather disturbing past time. I mean, I don't want to offend you, but.... well.... I just find it a little creepy.
» randomjunk on 2007-01-24 10:52:58

lol...
» spunky on 2007-01-24 10:55:14

That is awesome.
makes me think of the strips at asofterworld.com
» invisible on 2007-01-24 11:45:11

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