I'm bored and spamming you along

[crazydiamondsue]

I didn't mean to bomb my flist, but the QaF DVD I had planned to watch instead arrived from Netflix cracked in half. This has been an ongoing problem. The first disc wouldn't play past the first episode. The second disc had wonky sound. And now this one. If I didn't believe in rightwing conspiracies before...denied hot boy on boy action! So my choices are watch Big Brother with elcazavampiros , watch my weiner dog molest his dog bed or post unecessarily. You go with your strengths!

Gakked from kimberly_a :

Generation gap survey. It's about whether you were around or have memories of various stuff:

1. JFK was assassinated (1963): I was not yet a glimmer in my Daddy's sparkling green eyes. My mom said she had some guy come up to her at work and tell her the news, and she thought it was joke because her co-workers were all JFK haters after he sent the militia into Memphis during the civil rights marches.

2. Man first landed on the moon (1969): I think this was around the time my mom and dad had a really good date that resulted in an uncomfortable phone call a few months later that led to a really roomy wedding dress. Get me?

3. Watergate broke (1972): I was learning how to walk, and I'm sure picking up a few new words like "Fucking Nixon - knew he was a crook!"

4. 3-Mile Island occurred (1979): I remember learning about this in school, but at the time I was way more into my Easy Bake oven, skating to "Funky Town" and reading The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe.

5. John Lennon was assassinated (1980): I turned into a huge Beatles fan in the late 80s, but what I remember most about this is the SNL parody "Buckwheat's Been Shot!" And my pentecostal granny telling me John was in "hell" because he was a "moonie." True story. Now, I don't have the insight into where people are going to spend the afterlife, but I don't think Paul's going to get any kind of reward for letting Michael Jackson get a hold of the Beatles catalogue.

6. The Shuttle Challenger exploded (1986):  Sophomore year of high school. I remember all of us trooping out into the auditorium that day to watch the updates on TV. I was sad, but hey - no classes! I also remember all of the teachers having white "Christa" carnations on their desk that week, and my boyfriend at the time wondering if we could get a few of them to sign up for the space program. Tacky, tacky teenagers.

7. The Berlin Wall came down (1989): Hanging out in the dorm with uberaeryn and singing Pink Floyd songs and shouting "No war!" Or something like that.

8. The Oklahoma City Bombing (1995) I added this one, because, duh. Getting a call from uberaeryn who asked, "Doesn't Eddie's mom work at the Murrah Building?" I said, "No, she works at the Federal Building." She told me it was the same thing, I lost my shit and called Eddie at work and said, "Your mom's building exploded!" He picked me up, we ran home, saw on TV that half the building was gone and raced across OKC to his parents' house (scary traffic, no cell phone service) and learned that a wall had fallen on her, but she was okay. Still the single scariest, saddest day of my life.

9. 9/11 (2001): At work at the literacy council by myself, watching it on a tiny, tiny TV and freaking out and calling everyone I knew, and then going over to uberaeryn's and sitting on the couch and bawling.

Did you see the following movies in the theatre (or were at least around)?:

1. Sound of Music (1965): Not born yet, but watched it every Easter on TV. Own the dvd and still get "How Do You Solve a Problem Like Maria" stuck in my head regularly.

2. The Godfather (1972): Caught most of it on cable more than once. Eh.

3. Star Wars – Episode 4 (1977): I remember people really, really loving it, but I didn't see it until it came on TV sometime in the early 80s. However, I'm now married to a man who owns it on VHS and is salivating until the trilogy comes out on dvd. Can now quote, "I'd rather kiss a Wookie" with the best of them.

4. Raiders of the Lost Ark (1981): TV, I think. My little brother had a big Indy phase, complete with hat. "Last Crusade" is my favorite.

5. E.T. (1982): Saw it at the drive-in for my best friend's 11th birthday. Sobbed. Bought Reeses Pieces, collected the trading cards. My brother still hasn't seen it, and refuses to. He thinks that somehow distinguishes him from his generation.

6. Braveheart (1995): Eh. Saw parts of it on dvd. Throw the gay guy at the window, Mel? I got your freedom right here!

7. Lord of the Rings – The Fellowship of the Ring (2001): Took Eddie's niece and nephew (teenagers, thank god) on opening night. Mistake. Still have crick in my neck from sitting on the 2nd row and trying to ogle Legolas and Aragorn at the same time.

1. What year did you graduate high school? 1988.

2. What did you wear to your graduation (under your robe/gown)? High school I don't remember. I read a really sappy poem called "These Dreams" (that I of course wrote) and our class song was "Here I Go Again" by Whitesnake. :::snerk::: Junior high I wore a mint green dress with a giant white collar that I *loved*.

3. Was your hair long or short? Shoulder length and bordering on mall hair.

4. What was the first concert you went to (without your parents)? Journey, 1983. Ah, Steve Perry, how I miss you. One day, love with find you - break those chains that bind you! :::plays keyboard against the wall:::

5. Do you still know your high school’s alma mater? We didn't have one. I was supposed to write it (you'd just have to have know where I grew up. You know how John Boy was gawked at for wanting to write on "The Waltons"? That was me. I got smarts.) Anyway, I never finished it, but I did write a parody verse to the tune of "America the Beautiful" that went: "For verdant leaves of Mary Jane, we to you, our school, do sing. Keep us red-eyed and paranoid and forever Zeppelin ring!" It was, ah, Oklahoma in the 80s. Pot. You know.

6. Were your Physical Ed. classes co-ed? No. In fact, I'd never heard of co-ed gym until I saw "The Pack." It was horrifying enough in grade school and junior high, but by the time I was in high school I had cheerleading practice instead. And by practice I mean "eating Doritos and doing eyeliner experiments.

Comments

You wore your collar turned up and used Rave number 3!

[stoney321.livejournal.com]

I am sad to say the first concert I went to without my folks was The Jets. But the first COOL concert was The Cure! Woot!

Graduated from class of 1990, and we literally had the most successful valedictorian in HS history. Not my school, nationwide. Perfect scores on SAT, ACT, all of his AP exams, had a 4.1, and went to his first year of college as a junior.

I graduated one of 5 known virgins, discovered alcohol, and the rest is the subject of a tawdry straight to video movie that makes Dana Plato look like Debbie Reynolds. Ha! I jest.

Re: You wore your collar turned up and used Rave number 3!

[crazydiamondsue.livejournal.com]

The Jets!!! ::::falls out of chair and rolls around to the dog's horror::: I name dropped the Jets in one of the first things I ever wrote in college and got a big "huh?" from my fellow journalists.
First "cool" concert was Tom Petty. I graduated one of 2 known virgins (the other was my boyfriend - heh!) Discovered alcohol, the Cure, and dropped Rave #3 in favor of Aussie Mega.
Started smoking Benson & Hedges Deluxe Ultra Lights Menthol 100s, until I realized that was really fuckin' hard to say after four Matilda Bay wine coolers. Found that menthols kept the other party smokers from bumming. Learned that they crystallized in your lungs - freaked. The rest is all mixed up in tawdry "Rocky Horror" and other show tunes kinkiness that elcazavampiros won't let me repeat here. :::wink, wink:::

Re: You wore your collar turned up and used Rave number 3!

[stoney321.livejournal.com]

Salon Styles!! (salon selectives!) Suh-lwan glooooh (salon selectives!) SOmething about making my head smell like a fruit basket was appealing. And I can't remember the name of the lip gloss everyone had in junior high. it came in a tin with a slidey top and an old timey pic of fruit... Anyone? Bueller?

Never smoked...cigs! Ba dum bum ching! I figured out that I wasn't going to hell for enjoying the boys after high school and became a much more interesting person. At least I thought so after a few Tuaca Lemondrops.

Re: You wore your collar turned up and used Rave number 3!

[ex-dovil323.livejournal.com]

One day I want to take you both out together to a bar for a drink. I think it would be a laugh and then some. :)

Re: You wore your collar turned up and used Rave number 3!

[likeadeuce.livejournal.com]

well, I just met stoney, but I've been drinking with crazydiamondsue on numerous occasions (most recently at our 'Not Fade Away' part, sob!) And yes, many laughs inevitably occur. Plus I smoke like a chimney when I'm around Sue, elcazavampiros and uberaeryn. They are very bad influences (nods sagely), but I'm too busy laughing to notice!

Re: You wore your collar turned up and used Rave number 3!

[stoney321.livejournal.com]

Tell me of this "and then some." Funny people and drinking is a good time. There should be a random cover band. Like an all female Beatles cover band that performs in Sanskrit. Or maybe I tried waaaay too hard with that one.

Re: You wore your collar turned up and used Rave number 3!

[crazydiamondsue.livejournal.com]

Well, Stoney and I live close enough to each other to car pool...no, wait, we'll steal a motorcycle and ride it all the way to New Zealand! It can't be further than Africa, right? :::cudgles brain for 5th grade Global Geography memories::: Had we known JM was going to NZ (watch me work the abreves), we could have joined you for a Rock On! night out, wearing our giant nicotine patches as name bagdes...

Re: You wore your collar turned up and used Rave number 3!

[stoney321.livejournal.com]

...drinking Red Bull (laced with Vodka) and wore very tight (toiyt) pants. And stuck our tongue to the back of our teeth and jutted out our very weak chins that are normally unnoticed because of our cheekbones of death.

Did I just leave the planet everyone else is on?

I am DOWN! Kids and RL be damned!!

[likeadeuce.livejournal.com]

you know, it would be interesting to compare the ages of "first alcoholic drink, first kiss, first smoke, first sex." Me, it was kiss, drink, then smoking & sex on the same night. . . since the last 3 were equally bad from the POV of my Mormon childhood, I got to them all relatively late!

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[stoney321.livejournal.com]

Let's see. It was Long Island Iced Tea, crystal meth, hand under the shirt, wine cooler, clothing grindage, a clove cigarette, doin' it, then shots a plenty! Spaced out over summer after high school. My parents would be so proud.

summer of love

[likeadeuce.livejournal.com]

ooooh, you were one of those Bad Mormon girls it never occurred to me to be, until later when nobody cared. I'm jealous!

that must have been quite a summer

Re: summer of love

[stoney321.livejournal.com]

That was a fun NIGHT! WHoo Hoo! Just kidding. Then I tried to go back to religion, but I was jaded. JADED!!!

Bad Influences, Bad Kissing Decisions, Bad Ideas

[crazydiamondsue.livejournal.com]

First kiss: My high school boyfriend and I were on and off from kindergarten on. Our first kiss was at age six, lying on the ground behind his doghouse. Our first real kiss was at age 12, riding my ATV (you people should really figure out I grew up in the redneck culture) and snogging like we'd just discovered tongues.

First alcoholic drink: A friend of a friend invited to a my 16th birthday party gave me a bottle of Crown Royal as a gift. WTF? Shouldn't we start out with wine coolers or maybe some NyQuil?

First smoke: Not a cig. Enrollment day of 8th grade. Watermelon and wheat toast never tasted so good. Was never gonna smoke, started hanging out with theatre people Freshman year of college. Things happen.

First !SEX!: I was a late bloomer. Les Mis was on the stereo (and you know, "Look down! Look down!" was never the same after that) and it involved a broken microwave, a bottle of wine and someone you've met. No, not Karabair. That other guy, with the long name and the Anya obsession.

Re: Bad Influences, Bad Kissing Decisions, Bad Ideas

[likeadeuce.livejournal.com]

oh you were younger than me for all these rites of passage (18, 19, 22&22) and my first "not a cig" smoke was MUCH later (rrrm, 26).

Re: Bad Influences, Bad Kissing Decisions, Bad Ideas

[stoney321.livejournal.com]

I'm a waste of , uhm, herbage. it is literally impossible for to obtain heigth. Have attempted in various forms, have had peeople ooh and ahh the amount, yet: lowness. Ground hovering.

First cig: 8th grade (pretended to smoke it, really) and (Karabair, you'll love this) was outside the kitchen at the Stake Center. Fell on my knees and prayed for forgiveness for many days.

First notcig: 19, didn't work. Tried many other times, no go.

First alcoholic bev: summer after HS: LIT

First !sex!: 2 days before 18th birthday, before BF left for college. Shoulda got him a mixed tape.

Re: Bad Influences, Bad Kissing Decisions, Bad Ideas

[elcazavampiros.livejournal.com]

First kiss: I kissed ALL the girls in kindergarten, but did not, however, get to the good stuff until high school. It involved a band bus.

First alcoholic drink: In Jr. High. My sister and her husband, who were living at our house, had some hidden Vodka, which I found while I was snooping. I had to take a taste.

First smoke: Sophomore year of HS. I was on a band trip to Oklahoma City and a friend offered me a cig in the bathroom. My oldest sister and her college friends showed up to say hi and I freaked, thinking that she was going to know what I did and, even worse, tell on me.

First !SEX!: Like the lovely crazydiamondsue, I was a late bloomer. My first semester of college. I met a girl, who my parents later called the Hicky-monster. It lasted for a semester. First good sex was with crazydiamondsue a couple years later.