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batyatoon ([personal profile] batyatoon) wrote2005-12-04 10:31 am
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Memeory Lane II

I've done this before, and it was fun, so I'm doing it again!

Please post a comment with a totally fictional, made-up, not at all true memory of about me. It can be anything you want -- happy, sad, surreal, mundane -- just as long as it never actually happened.

It's not a successful meme if it doesn't get passed on through viral contagion, but that's up to you all, isn't it?
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[personal profile] vivien 2005-12-04 03:48 pm (UTC)(link)
I remember that wonderful Millicon we had in Paris when you lost your glasses at that quaint cafe without realizing it. Then later on, none of us could remember the name of the cafe, or even where it had been, exactly, and we all ended up tramping all over the Left Bank looking for it.

The wine was especially fine that day.
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[personal profile] sdelmonte 2005-12-04 03:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Remember the day we taught Esther's kids the words to "All the Words in the English Language"? I think she's still mad at us. But man, what a vocabulary they have!

[identity profile] filkerdave.livejournal.com 2005-12-04 04:04 pm (UTC)(link)
There was the time we all left the filk room...there must have been about a dozen of us -- and jimmied the lock at the local high school and all went skinny dipping. I especially remember that cannonball you did from the high board...that was the BEST!

[identity profile] ladymondegreen.livejournal.com 2005-12-04 05:03 pm (UTC)(link)
I remember when we all went to Scotland. We stayed in that drafty old castle and even [livejournal.com profile] sdelmonte stayed in bed in the mornings because it was so cold.

I still have to develop those pictures of [livejournal.com profile] akawil petting Nessie after you lured her up from the Loch with your penny whistle.

That reminds me, I have to send a channukah card to the owner of that nice kosher deli that was closed but still fed us on New Year's day.

We should do that again.

[identity profile] orawnzva.livejournal.com 2005-12-07 08:35 am (UTC)(link)
What Scot isn't stirred when the piping is heard?

[identity profile] beige-alert.livejournal.com 2005-12-04 10:07 pm (UTC)(link)
I certainly can't forget the time in the late Jurassic when we released that Archaeopteryx back into the wild after its wing healed. You wrote a beautiful song about it, but it's been, what, 150 million years now, and I can't remember it.

(How's that for a false memory?)

[identity profile] tinuviel8994.livejournal.com 2005-12-04 11:25 pm (UTC)(link)
I remember that time we got drunk at a frat party together. Your shirt was glowing like crazy in the blacklight, and all these drunkards were trying to drape themselves on us. Luckily we managed to extract ourselves, stumbling all the way, and sobered up on Cheez Puffs in the foyer of your dorm.

[identity profile] smallship1.livejournal.com 2005-12-04 11:32 pm (UTC)(link)
[livejournal.com profile] cadhla never did find out who it was who took turns writing lines of obscene limericks on her back while she was asleep, did she? We managed about eight, but the last couple were really cramped and I still think that last line of yours was just squiggle...

[identity profile] dimloep-suum.livejournal.com 2005-12-05 02:57 am (UTC)(link)
Remeber that tme we went bowling in Canada with Trent Reznor and Clark Gable? Man, that rocked. I still haven't got the shoe polish stains out of my jet-ski, though.

[identity profile] xochitl42.livejournal.com 2005-12-05 03:27 am (UTC)(link)
I still have a few manifest sheets from that week in California, and I just got a Christmas card from Frankie--he still remembers the whole cream-cheese-as-garter joke! I wish I did, it was a good one--no one believes you were sober when you came up with that one. I swear you should go into show business. Anyway, Frankie says "hi!" I told him that we'd quit the whole teamster thing, though I couldn't fess up about my hernia. Oh--did you ever find out who swapped out your left work boot? That was a wicked dent in that steel-toe. I'd bet they kept it as a souvenir. It's not every day you get a crate full of Liberace busts dropped on you.

[identity profile] kaikias.livejournal.com 2005-12-05 05:31 am (UTC)(link)
There was that time we were in that castle on top of a cumulus cloud, and there was a pretty girl with a fishhook in a tank of water, and don't you remember how I narrowly escaped being eaten by lawn gnomes when you translated what she was saying just in time?

[identity profile] tyopsqueene.livejournal.com 2005-12-06 12:02 pm (UTC)(link)
...how about that time in Edinburgh when it rained so much we couldn't face leaving the cosy cafe, and spent a whole afternoon writing postcards and sending them to complete strangers?