Meme!

[athersgeo]

Invent a memory of me and post it in the comments. It can be anything you want, so long as it's something that's never happened. Then, of course, post this to your journal and see what people would like to remember of you, only the universe failed to cooperate in making it happen so they had to make it up instead.

(gacked from ganeris and also antigone_ks)

Comments

[ganeris.livejournal.com]

Personally, my favorite memory of us is when we went to Los Angeles and Dan Southworth saved us from mugging, and we ended up watching the Marx Brothers movie marathon with him in our chi-chi loft apartment because his luggage was in Singapore and the mugger stole his wallet. He was so funny the next day, trying to pretend he wasn't disappointed when the police called and said the guy had turned himself in at the hospital and Dan could have his wallet back. And remember when that wacky mad scientist guy, the one with the megalomaniacal complex, tried to take over the world and we had to stop him? You look so cute in spandex. Good times, good times...

[athersgeo.livejournal.com]

He was indeed - though how you can say I looked cute in spandex I don't know... They put me in *pink*!!! I don't DO pink!!!

[antigone-ks.livejournal.com]

Do you remember that time when we went to the corner store, and there was this strange old guy telling everyone he was Jesus, and you bought a packet of nails and asked if he wanted us to do it or he'd rather handle it himself?

[athersgeo.livejournal.com]

Ah yes - the do-it-yourself saviour... I have such a cruel streak sometimes...

[aspartaimee.livejournal.com]

ha! there was that amazing time, when you and i were in that montana honky tonk drinking on fake IDs, where you were chosen to particpate in the 80s trivia contest. you won us so many beers and dazzled onlookers with your vast knowledge of the 80s music scene.

the worst part, is that me and the two hot guys at the bar we had picked up began chanting your real name to cheer you on (we were drinking alot), instead of your fake id name, and the bouncer at the door was like, "excuse me little lady, what was your name again?" and we had rush out of there so fast because we got so busted! we flew down the road in that cherry red mustang convertible, shouting at the top of our lungs "tramps like us, baby we were born to run!"

[athersgeo.livejournal.com]

Ah yes - I remember. I am 80s Music Trivia Queen ;) And ya gotta love Springsteen drunk, sober or somewhere in between!