When I was a little boy, I used to walk around the house with one of my mother's hand mirrors. I'd imagine as I gazed down upon the ceiling moving in the reflection, that I was actually walking, not on the carpet (hidden beneath the mirror), but on the ceiling. Try it some time! :-)
Posted by Eric Pyle at June 29, 2005 6:01 PM
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Passing Thoughts
I used to do that when I was a kid (about 100 years ago).
Posted by: Thainamu | June 29, 2005 11:35 PM
Hmmm... for some reason I can picture you doing that in my head.
Are you still coming to camp?
Posted by: Joel | July 11, 2005 11:34 AM