Gawd Awful

Rocky Ford, the little berg in Southern Colorado where I grew up, had gawd awful tasting water. When people who weren’t used to it unwittingly downed a swig they most often spit it out. I’ve been other places, like Odessa, Texas where the water tasted bad, too.

But most places in the US have great water – clean drinkable water. Yet we insist on paying $3 a can for sparking water with lime or $1.50 for someone else’s tap water in a plastic container. I think that’s a bit crazy. So I’ve . . .

Please leave a comment with your first 50 words on the topic “gawd awful.”

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Author: Virginia DeBolt

Writer and teacher who writes blogs about web education, writing practice, and pop culture.

3 thoughts on “Gawd Awful”

  1. Hot pink—like Pepto-Bismol! This was the gawd awful color of the house occupied by the three female med students. The house stood out like a sore thumb in comparison to the other houses of the neighborhood, which were painted in more conservative colors. The running joke around the ‘hood was that if you had an upset stomach, all you had to do was go to the pink house and lick the walls, but the occupants didn’t care because they knew that the best parties around were always thrown at their “Pepto-Bismol house.”

  2. Double lane driving. Gawd awful. Thats how I describe the way people here drive using two lanes, right with the dividing line between their right and left sets of tyres. It makes me so mad, I want to stop the car to yell at the driver. Perhaps he is using the cell phone while driving and does not look where he goes, which is a whole different story altogether. Double lane driving makes me confused as to whether the driver wants to drive on the fast track or the slow track. I am petrified of double lane drivers and call then gawd awful.

  3. The pincer grasp of a splitting headache. Beginning from the nape of the neck to the forehead. Radiating to the temples and the jawline. How do you describe it? Gawd awful. Horrendous. Killing. “Probably a cup of strong black coffee might help” my timid suggestion is met with a dark stare from Paul, as he rummages in the medicine box for aspirins.He hates anything related to coffee, caffeine and related products.In my heart I know, coffee will do the trick.

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