[sethammons]

I have a vivid imagination. My stop sign visualized as looking up to your right at a stop sign a few feet above your head, so a proportionally distorted octagon. The coating is metallic red and near-white and has a mild flaky look to it as some colored metal has, with a hint of rainbow from the sun that lights it from my back. There is a standard metal post with holes in it. There is a mostly blue sky as background framed with small leaved, large trees. I know that if I paned down, I'd see grass with small, yellow flowers.

When I lose my wife at the store, I often realize I would be useless in describing what she was wearing if I had to. If friends were over, I wont recall their attire unless it specifically came up, then I might remember it for years.