Hilarious thread over at Obsidian Wings about phobias. I was interested to learn that so many other people can't stand to watch embarassment. As a kid I found sitcoms agonizing for this reason, and I still do. I also learned that Edward is afraid of whales, hilzoy is not afraid of skinned donkey heads, and Sebastian Holsclaw has had the flesh-eating bacteria. Me too, dude! No one seems to share my peculiar phobia of certain arrangements of forms that suggest pustules or bubbles (although the nightmare about the broccoli-like growth comes close). Sometimes poison ivy gets this awful bubbling redness on its leaves, as it it were poisoning itself. I can't look at it. Or into pots of still water which are about to boil, and have a regular arrangement of small bubbles across the interior, each silvery with its reflection of the ceiling. It's a real problem for me taking the bus anywhere in Malaysia, because I can't stand the way the fruiting bodies of palm oil palms look: all these sinister red gleaming berries emerging from a woody cone. Gives me the cold robbies just to think about it. There are lots of palm oil plantations in Malaysia. I have to look elsewhere and hope for rubber plantations. It's really tiring being crazy sometimes.