i just had this convo in email yesterday

What was the first CD (or record or cassette) you ever purchased? Write about the way that particular album made you feel then. Write about how it makes you feel now. You can post your response (500 words or fewer) here

from beachbum- Cheap trick dream police was first cassette i bought on my own. Slayer show no mercy was first album.

My reply:
I don't remember 1st music I bought myself but i remember my grandfather gave me a walkman and a foreigner tape as part of my graduation present from h.s. (and a lionel richie one but i don't like admitting that. he didn't know what was what at the time so just asked the clerk what was popular)

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how it made me feel.. happy and cool with the walkman. i was the shit. Made me see my grandfather as being coolER than he already was just for getting foreigner.
(i even listened to lionel richie some to..shhh dont tell anyone)

How it makes me feel today.. I'ts bittersweet and nostalgic. I'd no idea the song dirty white boy would ever mean so much to me as it does today. I still enjoy the rest of double vision and own the cd somewhere or did.. i think i gave it to my daughter when i moved.(i know it was burned on my pc.) However I don't intentionally listen to Lionel Richie these days :P

im too content to be imaginative on this one

You bump into an ex-lover on Valentine's Day—the one whom you often call "The One That Got Away." What happens? You can post your response (500 words or fewer) here

I can't relate to having a "one that got away". My relationships were always more the "omg, i wish they would just go away already" or "I've had enough and I'm gone" types.

"Traditional" holidays just don't hold much meaning for me so its not like I've really had any with fun horror stories. I just don't really give a crap about commercialized forced upon meaningless occasions and don't have much memory of them, good or bad. That being said, I have to say this past valentines day was probably the best one I can ever remember having.

We had a nice morning at home and exchanged a few gifts, even though we said not to for each other. We packed a picnic lunch and went to the lake with my son for the afternoon. Weather was awesome, until after we left then clouds started rolling in. We drove around some after that. We went out for dinner at a Japanese hibachi grill (the kind where they cook the food at the table and you have to sit with other people around it) and drinks that evening.

I think as far as "What happens bumping into an ex on that day" would probably depend somewhat on where. Had we bumped into them walking around the lake or in the historic house/museum then I'm guessing a short "hi, how are you, hows life?" exchange then everyone going their separate ways and my sweetie spending the next little while pretending not to be jealous when he really was and me getting amused by it as long as it doesn't go to far where it becomes annoying.

In the bar part of the restaurant before dinner probably the same as the lake scenario. Had we had to sit with them at dinner, I really can't guess what would have transpired. I would have to assume they would be with a date as well, so probably maybe just the initial "hi, how are you? bullshit" then my sweetie pretending he wasn't jealous as we all tried to ignore each other the rest of the time.

I know that isn't very exciting as far as stories go and yea, I could have made up some romance novel bullshit saying things like seeing them all over again stirred the passion in my loins as we looked at each other with lust in our eyes blah blah blah.. I can't see any of that happening. I'm very happy with the person I am with at this moment and don't want to be with anyone else, past or otherwise.

abcdefghijklmnopqwertyz

#4
thought processes
...have a plot in mind and reach for words or make up a list of words and reach for connections...

going to start with the latter

next thought process "tartys drinking game", "i sail my ship with", or "tmnt insults"...ugh

combo

Abigail Adams (WOOHOO 2 drinks - that's a nice way to start)
Bananas
Candy Cane
Dog breath
Elephant Ears
Fuck
Ghosts
House
Insight
John Jacob Jingleheimer Schmidt
Kelvin
Library
Mmmmm
No
Pee
Qwerty
Wha..
X-ray
Yak Breath
Zizzer Zazzer Zuzz

Abigail Adams was absolutely

Bananas about

Candy Canes and fed them to her dogs, Juno and Satan, because they had terrible

Dog breath and really big

Elephant Ears, although candy canes didn't help that, but she didn't give a

Fuck anyway.

Ghosts of Abigail Adams and others are believed to haunt the White

House. Apparently she died with some unwashed clothes and laundry is her unfinished business. That gives me some

Insight about how being anal can fuck with you forever. One needs to learn to let things go and just chill out. When u cant stop thinking about a task just make yourself start singing

John Jacob Jingleheimer Schmidt over and over, being careful to stop before your brain is at −459.6700 °F or zero

Kelvin. You shouldn't chill out that much. You can look this up at any

Library. I recommend going there now.

Mmmmm. I do love going to the library.

No, really I do, except for when I have to

Pee. I don't like using public restrooms if it can be avoided. Sometimes when talking with people online, about such silly things as pee, I feel I need a segue so I'll just type

Qwerty then laugh when people ask me WTF? i play innocent with my standard vinnie barbarino's

"Wha.." line. Then they think I should have an

X-ray of my head. well ok they probably thought that before. OH NOES! Im nearly done and just realized I didn't follow the instructions. Well that sucks worse than this morning's

Yak Breath! I'll have to attempt this again but I know Ill never come close to anything as great as Dr. Seuss. How can anyone top a

Zizzer Zazzer Zuzz?

to much over thinking

i'm really having issues pulling this one off..

"If you could take a trip anywhere in the world where would it be and why? You can post your response (500 words or fewer) here"
too much to say so far.

i used to want to go to canuckeda but things change and there is no one i want to see there now. my grandfather is gone and ill never be able to go fishing with him and see what my grandparents world was like there.

i really like "what's next?" better than "where to." and since imma google gurl (because i love google not because i claim to be google) i found this image from dale wick's awesome site a few years ago when playing on google. im fortunate enough to now have it hanging on my wall as i sit here.




so ill leave it for a place holder and see if anything comes to mind for this post at a later time. ENJOY! i do everyday. thanks again dale! :)

i am the self appointed internet adviser

drunkchic says:
did u watch jim gaffigan last night? he had an escalator skit. i was amused
drunkchic says:
talking about how he likes to take charge on the escalator.. looks back over his shoulder and says stuff like EVERYONE. follow me!
drunkchic says:
and i think he added some to his bacon skit.
drunkchic says:
he was mostly amusing
Jellyfish says:
did he continue w/ the random audience member internal dialogue shit?
drunkchic says:
yea.. in a diff voice.. made comments that they would be thinking.. kind of the way i talk for the cat
drunkchic says:
not alot of that.. just some
Jellyfish says:
i got so sick of that
drunkchic says:
yea that was the part that kept him from being great
drunkchic says:
is why he was mostly amusing
drunkchic says:
not completely
drunkchic says:
haha
drunkchic says:
i should shoot him an email and let him know he needs to dump that segment
drunkchic says:
err. those parts of his segments
drunkchic says:
u know wot i mean
drunkchic says:
i should be "the internet adviser" and let everyone know via the web how they can do things better.. more like me BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAA!
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and thats how it all gets started

2nd on the list

Oh how did i get in this tree?
Im's so scared. and Wow its windy.
Hey, Im' rockin.. LOOK at ME!
UT OH . . . first you say it then you do it, right in my diaper right now
That branch holding my bed and me just broke and how!
WEEEEEEEEEEEeee this falling is fun
when I hit the ground I'm going to run!
Will someone kindly get me out from under this bed.
Cant you hear the screams coming out of my head?

I have my very own leprechaun

     So I woke up this morning in a hotel room with my head leaning over the side of the bed aimed directly into a trash can. The first thing I see is what looks like a leaf stuck to the inside of the trashcan. I start wondering if that came out of me.
     OMG did I eat a leaf? what? I reach for it and as my eyes come into focus I realize it was some of a potato skin and holy hell, my hands are green!. Just then, the phone started ringing. I go to look in my pants pocket for the phone and realize yet again I woke up pant less. I found my phone under the edge of the bed by the trashcan and grab it and make it shut up. its my so-called sister (because right now I know a real sister wouldn't make a phone ring on someone that feels like I do) asking how I feel.
     "how the fuck do you think I feel?" . . . "oh laugh it up" . . "why am I green and where the hell are my pants this time?" . . . "WHAT do you mean I made you hold them while I went after my leprechaun?"
     When I was 8 years old my aunt came to visit and told me she had a leprechaun of her very own in her purse. Of course I fell for it (I also fell for the Chinese finger trap that night) and wouldn't stop harassing her and wanted her to show me the leprechaun. She never did because it was hers and not for anyone else to see and she didn't want it to get away and lose her all her luck. You cant just go around flashing your leprechaun to people. So when she got back west she sent me something.. I don't remember to save my life now what, (a figurine or pin of some sort).. but it was to represent my very own leprechaun that I could keep with me always.
     So my sister fills me in that we were walking along the Chicago River and I swore I saw my leprechaun in it. I was so excited and adamant about seeing him again. I told her the river was full of green beer and yanno I couldn't let my leprechaun drink alone. I took my pants off and threw them at her and jumped right in, took a drink realized it wasn't beer and immediately got right back out. I refused to cover my green legs and was promptly escorted back here to pass out.

something to start on..

found this list @ http://www.writersdigest.com/WritingPrompts/


thought it was pretty lame for a real writer; said to myself geeeez, even i could do those. so then took it as a personal challenge.



You drank a little too much green beer on St. Patrick's Day and can't remember the night. A friend calls to check up on you and fills you in on what happened—and why she has your pants. You can post your response (500 words or fewer) here
http://blahhawg.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-have-my-very-own-leprechaun.html

Rewrite a nursery rhyme (Three Blind Mice, Jack and Jill, etc.) from a character's point of view. You can post your response (500 words or fewer) here
http://blahhawg.blogspot.com/2009/03/2nd-on-list.html

If you could take a trip anywhere in the world where would it be and why? You can post your response (500 words or fewer) here
http://blahhawg.blogspot.com/2009/03/to-much-over-thinking.html

Write a 26-line poem using all the letters of the alphabet, where the first line starts with the letter "A," the second "B," the third "C," etc., culminating with the final line starting with "Z." You can post your response (500 words or fewer) here
OOPS! . . . i blame all the coffEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeeee

You bump into an ex-lover on Valentine's Day—the one whom you often call "The One That Got Away." What happens? You can post your response (500 words or fewer) here
im too content to be imaginative on this one

What was the first CD (or record or cassette) you ever purchased? Write about the way that particular album made you feel then. Write about how it makes you feel now. You can post your response (500 words or fewer) here
i just had this convo in email yesterday

You were recently laid off. Instead of moping around, you've viewed it as a chance to start fresh. Pick a new career and write about your first day on the job. You can post your response (500 words or fewer) here
I'm failing miserably at staying on task

What's your number one pet peeve? Develop a punishment for anyone caught in the act. You can post your response (500 words or fewer) here
staying on task this time..

Take a character from one of your stories and examine his or her ipod playlist. What 10 songs best describe the character? You can post your response (500 words or fewer) here
my leprechauns ipod or LAST ON THE LIST



im just going to go right down the list and maybe by the time i get to the last one ill have a character for it.