memories
I had a great time playing this over at Rekkid's blog so I'm posting this here.
The instructions are as follows:
1. Reply to this post, and I'll tell you one reason why I like/love/adore you. Then put this in your own journal, and spread the love.
AND
2. If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, 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 blog and be surprised (or mortified) about what people DON'T ACTUALLY remember about you.
The instructions are as follows:
1. Reply to this post, and I'll tell you one reason why I like/love/adore you. Then put this in your own journal, and spread the love.
AND
2. If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, 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 blog and be surprised (or mortified) about what people DON'T ACTUALLY remember about you.
posted by Sherman @ 7:24 PM
5 Comments:
At December 04, 2005 3:24 PM,
rekkidbraka said…
OK, remember that time we decided to retrace the "Bullitt" chase scene route through downtown San Fran right in the middle of lunch hour? Man, that was a blast - tires squealing and rubber burning as we hugged those corners tighter than Celine Dion gripping a microphone during a second encore at Caesar's Vegas. And the way you blew past that cycle cop so fast that he literally fell off his little bike. Hee. I never thought I'd stop laughing. Until you almost took out that streetcar, dude. And my head with it. But all in all, that was killer, Sherman - the most fun I've ever had in a '68 Stang. Too bad it wasn't ours. Uh... you never told me. Exactly whose Pony Car was that, anyway?
At December 04, 2005 11:14 PM,
Sherman said…
I totally forgot about that day. Yeah, I heard that motorcycle cop had to ask for a transfer to a desk job after that "incident." You don't remember me picking you up in that 'Stang dressed in that weird red jacket? Yep, some people fall for that valet service in front of the Outback every time.
Ahhhh Mandi, what can I say... I adore the way you just send me mixes and have expanded my musical horizons much more than anyone. You've introduced me to more new musicians than anyone else I can name. I also love the fact that; whether it's a short email, a note in your CD packages or listening to your voice on a Friday; it always makes my day go by faster and lifts my heart.
At December 16, 2005 7:28 PM,
mantaraggio said…
Remember that time we were smuggling a truckload of stolen Furbies through Shanghai and the fan belt broke? And we knew there would be hell to pay if we didn't get the Furbies to the docks by midnight, and I lamented "If only we had some nylons to use as an emergency replacement"? Dude, why were you wearing stockings? And while I'm asking, what was up with the eyeliner?
What's great about this is, that you don't actually know me. Heh, how very meta. Or something.
I happen to think this one of the best memes I ever came across though, so I can't help but play.
At December 17, 2005 2:14 AM,
Sherman said…
You promised me that we'd be done with that job way before midnight! I was SO looking forward to my debut as Dr. Frank-N-Furter in the Rocky Horror Picture Show production at the local movie theater. But after that break down, having to give up my precious fishnets for your "cause" and smearing my make-up working under the hood; I just gave up and called in my understudy, some guy they called Curry. I hope he did the role justice...
Manta, What can I say about you? (no, really, what can I say?) I love that you can come in here and totally make up a memory without even knowing me. It takes a lot of courage and creativity to do that.
At December 17, 2005 8:12 AM,
mantaraggio said…
Courage? I don't know about that. What's the worst you could do to me? Type "Get off my blog" in all caps? Heh. You can do nothing to crush my New Yorker's sense of entitlement. I will comment on your blog, and you will like it!
Shanghai Rocky Horror, eh? Awesome. I heard Mandy Moore's been playing Columbia these last few months in an attempt to ditch the paparazzi.
Hey, if you feel like making up new passwords and filling out obnoxious internet forms, you should get an account on Livejournal and then comment on my page. I'll friend you, and you'll have access to the free music I occasionally post (you can just ignore the nonsensical ranting that accompanies it). Unless you're working for the RIAA, then I really don't want you snooping around my soopersekret locked entries. I'm sure that now that I've promised free music, I'll end up never posting again, but whatever...
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