lobster & steamers

i've only had lobster once in my life. it was in mexico and i know now that it wasn't good. it was spiny carribean lobster and over-cooked. last night i had fresh maine atlantic lobster. kelly and munir had a new england clam bake type dinner. she bought lobsters, they were alive. they were so alive that they were crawling around on the floor and the baby was quite amused. i was slightly appalled. five hours later they went into a big pot of boiling water. [i put one of them in] they were still very alive. i picked him up and he just started frolicking in my hand. i almost freaked. kelly really wanted to take a picture. i threw him in the water and jumped back, and screamed a little. 12 mintues later i was enjoying delicious lobster soaked in hot, melted butter. the dismemberment of the poor guy was almost more than i could handle. but i got over it. he was really scrumptious and cooked perfectly. i also tried steamers. steamed clams. those were good too. a little different. and so fresh there was still sand on them. i liked the lobster better because with the clams i felt like i was eating tiny organs wrapped up in thin pasta. is that what i was eating? don't tell me, because that would gross me out. but wait, my night gets better. thunderstorms. it was drizzling and raining all evening but at 3am i woke up to thunder so loud i felt like i was on a battle ground. it was seriously deafening. and the lightening was lighting up my whole room. i was really tired but so enthralled by the thunderstorm that i got up and just sat by my window for a good 20 mintues and watched it. the rain was pouring in my window, but i liked it. it was mesmerizing. no pictures=no camera. blah. soon hopefully.