Five Things Memery
Comment to this post and I will give you 5 subjects/things I associate you with. Then post this in your LJ and elaborate on the subjects given.
j3nny3lf gave me these:
Roxette
My favorite band in the entire Western Universe; I have the name tattooed on my right arm.
I didn't have a favorite band until Roxette, and didn't for a good long time even while I knew them...sort of.
Here'z how that worked: I used to listen to music, but I mostly connected with songs more than bands; I knew the names of a few bands whose music I seemed to dig, but I really wasn't connecting with any of them on much more than a, "Yeah, I like this," level. But what I started doing, I started recording songs off of the radio with my tapedeck and started trying to pay attention to who the bands were that I was connecting with. Unfortunately, the DJs in my area had this annoying tendency to play ten songs in a row, then announce who they were and which songs they sang in no particular order...which is why I started calling the station and saying, "Now...the song playing right now; who is that and what's the name of the song?"
...and more than half of the songs I was calling in on were Roxette. So I kinna had a new favorite band by default, really.
But since then it's grown into rather more than that. I mean...gawds, I wish I could make someone understand. I wish I could record my feelings when I listen to Roxette and play them back for somebody, have someone understand just what they DO to me. I mean...I've had folks--like faemortel, for example--watch me go from stormclouds-over-my-head to fucking glowing-and-bouncing when a Roxette song comes up on the playlist. There's just something about them, the kind of music they play, Marie Fredriksson's voice, Per Gessle's voice too (to a much lesser degree, though)...they're just pure, unadulterated, straight-from-the-source Awesome™. And I wish I could share that...not just because others should have the experience, but also to have someone to be part of the experience with me; it's a little lonesome when you actually have to explain to people that, yes, you DO know Roxette, even if you don't realize it...they only went to #1 repeatedly in the late 80s, early 90s, people. Sheesh.
...aaaaaanyway. Heh.
Wubbie
Ah, my Wubb·E...that would be aquabrain, my girlfriend.
She and I have a tumultuous history--we've broken up and gotten back together more times than I care to think about, honestly--but we seem to have settled rather nicely into being in love for real this time.
The pet name "Wubby" (that's how it was originally spelled) is a contraction of "woman-hubby", cuz that's what she is to me. It became "Wubb·E" after the movie Wall·E came out and we both positively adored it. I'm her "Eeeeevah", too; we figured, like...she's the kinna broken down one (not a value judgment; she's had two brain surgeries, among other things. Girl's a survivor; she's been through a lot) while I'm the one with a thing for technology and space.
The Merc
Ah, the Mercury, the local goth club.
Believe it or not, at one time in my life I was fairly solitary. Not exactly by choice...it's just...well...I'm kinna bashful about meeting new people without an introduction, or at least I used to be. Once I'm in a group--which takes all of about three minutes, BTW--then the real me comes out to play, but, well...
So, back in 2003, faemortel made me go to Goth Coffee at the Aurafice (*swoon* remember the 'Fish? I miss that place SO. MUCH.) which eventually led me to being invited to the Mercury...which I pretty much ended up falling in love with. And started really making friends in batches, which was pretty rad. *grin* I never made too terribly many hanging out in Irish pubs (which I used to do because I totally dig the music) or trying to get into RPG gaming groups...wasn't until I got taken in by the Goth scene that I really started to find a niche, even though I'm really not goth at all.
I live for Friday and Saturday--Tuesday, too--at the Merc.
Hawaii
Hrm...I mean, okay, that's been kind of a recent obsession of mine, and I'd always wanted to go there, but, well...I mean...I've spent all of a week there so far. Heh.
I love warm weather, I love swimming, I love sun; Hawaii's a good match for me. :)
Rollerblading while nekkid
Alas, I only have two opportunities for this every year, at the Fremont Solstice Parade and the Gay Pride Parade. They're both a lot of fun; you get painted up and then go to the parade, skate (or bike; most people are on bikes) the route.
I'm actually not that much of a nudist, I was raised by hippies, though, so, well...do the math on that one; I'm not exactly bashful, either. I'm actually quite boggled by the folks who tell me they're envious of my courage in having, you know, thousands looking at my naked body. "Courage"? Really? I mean, if the social taboo against nudity didn't exist, what reason would we have for courage, really? It's a body; everybody's got one (I keep mine in jars under my bed. *smirk*)...why would being naked in public require bravery really?
Anyway, I rather enjoy it; it's kind of liberating in a way, having the opportunity to engage in an activity that is normally prohibited. The Parades were actually in jeopardy recently, but the city decided that it's a valid form of protest ("protest"? *boggle* But I'm glad of the decision, regardless), so we can continue without violating any laws.
I think I may do tiger stripes this year if I can't think of a good pop-culture paint job; I've considered Xena and slave-girl Leia, but I d'know...
j3nny3lf gave me these:
Roxette
My favorite band in the entire Western Universe; I have the name tattooed on my right arm.
I didn't have a favorite band until Roxette, and didn't for a good long time even while I knew them...sort of.
Here'z how that worked: I used to listen to music, but I mostly connected with songs more than bands; I knew the names of a few bands whose music I seemed to dig, but I really wasn't connecting with any of them on much more than a, "Yeah, I like this," level. But what I started doing, I started recording songs off of the radio with my tapedeck and started trying to pay attention to who the bands were that I was connecting with. Unfortunately, the DJs in my area had this annoying tendency to play ten songs in a row, then announce who they were and which songs they sang in no particular order...which is why I started calling the station and saying, "Now...the song playing right now; who is that and what's the name of the song?"
...and more than half of the songs I was calling in on were Roxette. So I kinna had a new favorite band by default, really.
But since then it's grown into rather more than that. I mean...gawds, I wish I could make someone understand. I wish I could record my feelings when I listen to Roxette and play them back for somebody, have someone understand just what they DO to me. I mean...I've had folks--like faemortel, for example--watch me go from stormclouds-over-my-head to fucking glowing-and-bouncing when a Roxette song comes up on the playlist. There's just something about them, the kind of music they play, Marie Fredriksson's voice, Per Gessle's voice too (to a much lesser degree, though)...they're just pure, unadulterated, straight-from-the-source Awesome™. And I wish I could share that...not just because others should have the experience, but also to have someone to be part of the experience with me; it's a little lonesome when you actually have to explain to people that, yes, you DO know Roxette, even if you don't realize it...they only went to #1 repeatedly in the late 80s, early 90s, people. Sheesh.
...aaaaaanyway. Heh.
Wubbie
Ah, my Wubb·E...that would be aquabrain, my girlfriend.
She and I have a tumultuous history--we've broken up and gotten back together more times than I care to think about, honestly--but we seem to have settled rather nicely into being in love for real this time.
The pet name "Wubby" (that's how it was originally spelled) is a contraction of "woman-hubby", cuz that's what she is to me. It became "Wubb·E" after the movie Wall·E came out and we both positively adored it. I'm her "Eeeeevah", too; we figured, like...she's the kinna broken down one (not a value judgment; she's had two brain surgeries, among other things. Girl's a survivor; she's been through a lot) while I'm the one with a thing for technology and space.
The Merc
Ah, the Mercury, the local goth club.
Believe it or not, at one time in my life I was fairly solitary. Not exactly by choice...it's just...well...I'm kinna bashful about meeting new people without an introduction, or at least I used to be. Once I'm in a group--which takes all of about three minutes, BTW--then the real me comes out to play, but, well...
So, back in 2003, faemortel made me go to Goth Coffee at the Aurafice (*swoon* remember the 'Fish? I miss that place SO. MUCH.) which eventually led me to being invited to the Mercury...which I pretty much ended up falling in love with. And started really making friends in batches, which was pretty rad. *grin* I never made too terribly many hanging out in Irish pubs (which I used to do because I totally dig the music) or trying to get into RPG gaming groups...wasn't until I got taken in by the Goth scene that I really started to find a niche, even though I'm really not goth at all.
I live for Friday and Saturday--Tuesday, too--at the Merc.
Hawaii
Hrm...I mean, okay, that's been kind of a recent obsession of mine, and I'd always wanted to go there, but, well...I mean...I've spent all of a week there so far. Heh.
I love warm weather, I love swimming, I love sun; Hawaii's a good match for me. :)
Rollerblading while nekkid
Alas, I only have two opportunities for this every year, at the Fremont Solstice Parade and the Gay Pride Parade. They're both a lot of fun; you get painted up and then go to the parade, skate (or bike; most people are on bikes) the route.
I'm actually not that much of a nudist, I was raised by hippies, though, so, well...do the math on that one; I'm not exactly bashful, either. I'm actually quite boggled by the folks who tell me they're envious of my courage in having, you know, thousands looking at my naked body. "Courage"? Really? I mean, if the social taboo against nudity didn't exist, what reason would we have for courage, really? It's a body; everybody's got one (I keep mine in jars under my bed. *smirk*)...why would being naked in public require bravery really?
Anyway, I rather enjoy it; it's kind of liberating in a way, having the opportunity to engage in an activity that is normally prohibited. The Parades were actually in jeopardy recently, but the city decided that it's a valid form of protest ("protest"? *boggle* But I'm glad of the decision, regardless), so we can continue without violating any laws.
I think I may do tiger stripes this year if I can't think of a good pop-culture paint job; I've considered Xena and slave-girl Leia, but I d'know...