Meme time! (thanks [livejournal.com profile] chillit!)

Nov. 30th, 2005 02:28 pm
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If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, (even if we don't speak often) please post a comment with a COMPLETELY MADE UP AND FICTIONAL memory of you and me. It can be anything you want - good or bad - BUT IT HAS TO BE FAKE.

When you're finished, post this little paragraph on your LJ and be surprised (or mortified) about what people DON'T ACTUALLY remember about you.

Date: 2005-11-30 09:10 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chillit.livejournal.com
Remember the time when we went to a whoser gathering in Alaska and you decided it would be fun to go ice fishing. I wasn't very good, but you caught a fish { this big }

Date: 2005-11-30 10:06 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] gridlockjoe.livejournal.com
That fish fed all 14 of us that night, with enough left over for sandwiches the next day!

Date: 2005-11-30 10:59 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sivib.livejournal.com
OH, man! Remember the time the three-headed, multi-tufted, seashell gobbling aliens came to the ORAC meeting? We were at Cat and Rox's palace in Lake Highlands, the one with the moat, not the one with the dragon, and this puce and violet spaceship came down in their swimming pool. Its like it happened yesterday, I swear.

You were in mufti, and I was in my green brocade, and Alan was naked (remember why? I don't) and we had to convince the aliens not to drink the pool water because it would turn them into chickens. Three-headed, multi-tufted, seashell gobbling chickens at that! Of course, they had no idea what a chicken was, so you hopped in your red enamel hovercraft and flew all the way out to Oklahoma City and brought back, like, fifty of them. I was impressed you got them all in the hovercraft, but you always were a resourceful fellow.

Anyway, we showed them the chickens and they just looked at us like we were nuts. Then they elected you King of the Seashell Gobblers and took you away in their spacecraft.

You never did say what happened next, when you came back, but I remember that smile you had plastered to your face. That, and the smell of all that fried chicken we had to celebrate your triumphant return.

Wow. Those were the days.

Date: 2005-12-01 12:33 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] gridlockjoe.livejournal.com
Wait... wait... I said "fictional"! :)

Date: 2005-12-01 12:45 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sivib.livejournal.com
Ok, ok. You brought back sixty chickens. I'm just not that good at making things up, I guess.
;)

Date: 2005-12-01 01:20 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] crazymadjo.livejournal.com
BWAH!

I wanna live in your mind.

Date: 2005-11-30 11:04 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ejumean.livejournal.com
Remember when the two of us scaled the outside of the CN(N) Tower on a rope made of licorice? And when we got to the top, we had a lengthy chat with Bernard Shaw, who was of course stuck at the top of the tower. Pity we were arrested when we got back down, but you must admit, the rope was delicious!

Date: 2005-12-01 12:33 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] gridlockjoe.livejournal.com
That was fun, if a bit messy.

Date: 2005-11-30 11:18 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] aggieteacher00.livejournal.com
Once you were the King of Spain. You liberated the bulls, made the official language French, and turned Seville into Whoserville. It was a glorious reign, until the nudists revolted...

Date: 2005-12-01 12:32 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] gridlockjoe.livejournal.com
That was so much fun, wasn't it, Queen Lisa?

Date: 2005-12-01 01:22 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] crazymadjo.livejournal.com
Remember the Landing Party where we went and bought every single book in Archer City? Poor Larry was in tears.

Date: 2005-12-01 03:17 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] gridlockjoe.livejournal.com
You wouldn't think we could have fit all those books in Russ and Louann's SUV, but then again, it is bigger on the inside...

Date: 2005-12-01 01:23 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kezzamorphosis.livejournal.com
See Lisa's and Em's nonmemories for my response to this one. :p

Date: 2005-12-01 02:58 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kezzamorphosis.livejournal.com
OK, here's one, Molasses...

Remember how funny it was the day that we were standing behind Pee Wee Herman and he actually looked like a normal human being?

Date: 2005-12-01 03:16 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] gridlockjoe.livejournal.com
He was standing next to Patrick Bristow. I think that explains it.

Date: 2005-12-02 02:43 am (UTC)

Date: 2005-12-01 03:13 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] macgyvergal.livejournal.com
Remember the time we Disco-ed to Staying Alive?

Date: 2005-12-01 03:16 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] gridlockjoe.livejournal.com
Oh, yes. I threw my back out and was stuck in that position for a good two hours...

Date: 2005-12-01 03:56 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] km5r.livejournal.com
Don't you remember... this one time... at band camp...???

Date: 2005-12-01 03:16 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] gridlockjoe.livejournal.com
How could I forget? ;)

Date: 2005-12-01 04:57 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fapiece.livejournal.com
I seem to keep remembering people who were involved in that apparently huge pie fight... Linz, Kerri, Lisa, Emile, and now you...

Date: 2005-12-01 05:35 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] gridlockjoe.livejournal.com
I developed an entirely new appreciation for Key limes...

Date: 2005-12-01 01:19 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] la-azteca.livejournal.com
Remember that $500,000 you borrowed from me? I forget what you were going to do with that money -- something about funding your research into exploring other dimensions? How did that turn out?

Date: 2005-12-01 03:14 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] gridlockjoe.livejournal.com
I'll tell you three months ago, as soon as I get this switch working right...

Date: 2005-12-01 04:27 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] plaidhornet.livejournal.com
I remember the first time we met. You were traveling in Canada at the time and had stopped to do your laundry. Just happened to be the laundromat where the Masters of Discomfort made their debut, with just Lisa and me there to stop them. (Emile was their leader; he decided it would be fun to be a bad guy for a week. You'll have to ask him why he chose a laundromat to show up for the first time.) The two things I remember most about that: 1) Emile shoving Lisa into a dryer; and 2) Me putting the Scarlet Sliderule's brand-new cape into a washing machine and starting the agitator, while he was still wearing it. I didn't realize until later that the washer had your whites in it. Sorry about that...

Date: 2005-12-01 05:36 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] gridlockjoe.livejournal.com
Oh, yes. That was the day I started going commando and liking it.

Date: 2005-12-02 02:44 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kezzamorphosis.livejournal.com
*shudder*

*closes shutters*

Date: 2005-12-02 09:39 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] plaidhornet.livejournal.com
I've heard the phrase "going commando" before and know what it means, but when I read your reply the picture that went through my mind was you in formerly white clothes that now look like white/pink/red cammos. Then I though "Don't clothes that get stained like that in the washer usually look more like tie-dyes?" It wasn't until Kerri said something about it that I actually realized what you were talking about. It's good to know my naive side is still buried in my psyche somewhere and gets a little exercise now and then. I was afraid it was gone for good.

Date: 2005-12-03 11:31 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kezzamorphosis.livejournal.com
Is that why you have Iggy on your avatar?

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