random memories
when i was a little kid ...
my mom used to take me to k-mart and buy me jelly shoes. sparkles, all kinds of colors. and i used to always have to have those bouncy balls in the big bins. i thought all the colors were pretty.
i used to stay up late in my room listening to my robert palmer tape and dressing up in my granny's antique rhinestone jewelry. it made my hands smell the way pennies do. i used to sing "addicted to love" as quietly as possible because i thought it was actually saying "a dick-dick to love" ...
i used to lay in bed at night and listen to debbie gibson on my walkman. i know every single word to every single debbie gibson song. i had electric youth perfume, and my dad bought me a black felt hat like she always wore for christmas one year. that thing was seriously hot. with my mismatched socks and keds, i was rockin the debbie look!
i had this small yellow muppet babies casio keyboard. it played three songs - two upbeat and one slow and sad - and the lights lit up above the keys so show you which to press. i loved that keyboard. soon after daddy bought me a baby grand piano to hone my skills. it worked!
i lived in a neighborhood full of little boys. we would climb trees, build forts, and run around in the woods. some of the stuff we did, it's a wonder none of us were killed. then two little girls moved into the neighborhood and it was an all-out war. we also used to ride our bikes around the block and use sticks of gum to pay the "toll."
i used to think the word "signature" meant whether or not you've had sex. since they only asked adults for their signatures, it made total sense. it was a big long word and started with an "s". makes perfect sense.
i used to think the "(R)" next to the tv shows listed in the tv guide meant that they were rated R. i would watch the cosby show practically on mute and wait for the rated R moments to come up. they never did, they were just reruns. oops.
this older kid in the neighborhood across the street used to bully my pals and i at the bus stop. one day my friends and i decided he wouldn't know who we were if we dressed weird, used fake british accents, and made name tags with pretend names and "exchange student" printed on them. instead, we looked like a bunch of tools. shortly thereafter, i think he peed in my buddy's bike water bottle.
my mom used to take me to k-mart and buy me jelly shoes. sparkles, all kinds of colors. and i used to always have to have those bouncy balls in the big bins. i thought all the colors were pretty.
i used to stay up late in my room listening to my robert palmer tape and dressing up in my granny's antique rhinestone jewelry. it made my hands smell the way pennies do. i used to sing "addicted to love" as quietly as possible because i thought it was actually saying "a dick-dick to love" ...
i used to lay in bed at night and listen to debbie gibson on my walkman. i know every single word to every single debbie gibson song. i had electric youth perfume, and my dad bought me a black felt hat like she always wore for christmas one year. that thing was seriously hot. with my mismatched socks and keds, i was rockin the debbie look!
i had this small yellow muppet babies casio keyboard. it played three songs - two upbeat and one slow and sad - and the lights lit up above the keys so show you which to press. i loved that keyboard. soon after daddy bought me a baby grand piano to hone my skills. it worked!
i lived in a neighborhood full of little boys. we would climb trees, build forts, and run around in the woods. some of the stuff we did, it's a wonder none of us were killed. then two little girls moved into the neighborhood and it was an all-out war. we also used to ride our bikes around the block and use sticks of gum to pay the "toll."
i used to think the word "signature" meant whether or not you've had sex. since they only asked adults for their signatures, it made total sense. it was a big long word and started with an "s". makes perfect sense.
i used to think the "(R)" next to the tv shows listed in the tv guide meant that they were rated R. i would watch the cosby show practically on mute and wait for the rated R moments to come up. they never did, they were just reruns. oops.
this older kid in the neighborhood across the street used to bully my pals and i at the bus stop. one day my friends and i decided he wouldn't know who we were if we dressed weird, used fake british accents, and made name tags with pretend names and "exchange student" printed on them. instead, we looked like a bunch of tools. shortly thereafter, i think he peed in my buddy's bike water bottle.