What is it with green? I adore it, have a passion for the color. Perhaps it is the vibrancy it emanates, not sure. The green of green tea and its haze or the green of raindrops on nasturtiums are both quite comforting and lovely.
All that said, I have had some very bad green liquid experiences. Take, for starters J. in high school, who brought glow in the dark neon green stuff in plastic tubes to our dance at the town hall. He thought it would be cool to break open the plastic vials and throw it on people, so that we would all glow in the dark, but he didn't realize that it actually burned people...what a disaster.
And then, of course there is the trauma of dishwashing as a teenager, where there is a great likelihood of running afoul of palmolive or another green "dish liquid" (a.k.a. soap).
But nothing can top the green liquids of New York City. I lived there for 7 years, and knew to avoid both the air conditioning drip, and its detritus that gathered in inexplicably green creamy neon pools on the city's sidewalks. The absolute piece de la resistance was my experience in a taxi on the way to LaGuardia. Got in the cab, realized that we were behind a garbage truck on a small east village street, so going nowhere fast was the reality. The men were hurling great swaths of black rubber bags into the back of the truck before the mechanical crusher did its work - and then they threw in a bag that must have been steeping, maturing, hibernating, I'm not sure what, for months. When it was squeezed, it popped, and BRIGHT GREEN LIQUID splashed all over the windsheild of the cab I was in, truly, escape from New York.
Watch out for green liquid in drink form too - there was an early high school party expeirence with Midori melon liqueur that will not be forgotten by my friends, I am sure, or my befuddled mother at the green stains on my t-shirt the next day. While absinthe, the subject of an earlier posting on this blog is hard to find, green apple martinis are not, nor is creme de menthe, both of which have an allure steeped in greenness...
Finally, as of late, my father's chronic medical condition requires him to drink a lot of gatorade - and he inexplicably chooses bright green, making us fear that someone will report us to an elder abuse hotline for trying to poison him with a toxic and noxious green liquid...well, enjoy or avoid
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