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southplains; figured I'd do it here. I've done similar memes before, but it's been a while since the last one, so...
(Sort of splitting this up by era...)
1. The first crush I can remember having was on Barry Gibb. This was followed shortly by Daryl Hall, Shaun Cassidy and John Schneider.
2. I don't remember exactly how old I was at the time, but I remember listening to one of the stations my dad worked at, and they played a bunch of the classic mid-'70s soft rock stuff. Wherein I learned how to sing along with Linda Ronstadt, Karen Carpenter and Olivia Newton-John. I'm convinced that the wide vocal ranges represented by this is what helped me develop the voice I have now.
3. By the time I was 11 or so, my room was basically wallpapered with posters and pinups. I started reading the teen pop magazines around that time (16, Bop, Teen Beat, etc.) and tore those things to bits getting pics of my faves to paste up. It started with The Outsiders cast, then moved on to Duran Duran, the Brat Pack and many, many more.
4. The one exception to this pop culture madness was that I was also obsessed with football around the same time, and had several pics of various Raiders in my room, too.
5. One of my favorite items of clothing when I was a pre-teen was a pair of old, studded bell-bottoms. I miss those things.
6. I was very young, but I soooort of remember the hoopla over Elvis dying. I was hanging out with some older kids at the time, and one of them had a newspaper article about it taped to her door.
7. I had Batgirl Underoos. I loved them. I was crazy about female superheros, thanks, I'm sure, to the hawtness that was Lynda Carter's Wonder Woman.
8. One of my few concessions to girliness started when I was in grade school: Bonne Bell Lipsmackers. I still keep some sort of lip gunk with me at all times, and it's usually one of those. I was particularly fond of Dr. Pepper and Watermelon. I also used to use some gunk from these little tin pots with slide-off lids. I don't remember the brand name. Village something or other? Never was a Carmex junkie, though. I also lovingly looked through every Avon catalog my mom got.
9. I didn't start my teen years being very cool. I was a total wannabe for a long time. I tried to fit in with the cool "punk" kids I went to school with, but my attempts at aping their fashion choices fell miserably flat initially. It wasn't until I was coming up on 16 that I finally got into a groove and found my own style.
10. (This one should give my mother a fit) I think this was just before I was 16--the winter before that. The crowd I was hanging out with at the time (mostly RHPS people) hooked up with this random guy (a waiter, I think) and we took off on a whim to go skiing with him, and then later brought him back to a hotel room where we had a crazy party. Somehow, I ended up with the inspection tag from a fire extinguisher in that hotel.
11. I LOVED my car. I learned how to drive on various things my parents had sitting around, but my first real car was a faded green 1970 Plymouth Duster in which my dad had installed a bigger engine. The thing roared. The freedom and autonomy I got from that car totally changed my life.
12. My first attempt at going veg was when I was 16, but it was damned near impossible to do because, well, it was cowboy country, and well before anyone had really linked heart problems with major meat consumption. So vegetarian options were few and far between. There was, however, a fantastic veg restaurant in town (the only one, IIRC) called The Blue Heron cafe. They had the best veggie burritos I've ever had--even now.
13. The height of dipping one's toes into the rich life came in two places: Driving down California Ave., with the giant mansions on the hill, and wandering around the mall on the ground floor at the MGM (Later Bally's, then the Hilton and now I have no idea what they call it.) Mostly, I went there because they had a movie theater (with velvet seats) and two shops I loved: A Candy Barrel store and a weird knick knack/Spencer's-type place. But they also had the usual sorts of upscale shops one finds in high-end casinos (to recoup customers' winnings, of course.) I would gaze into the windows of those things, wondering if I'd ever someday be able to afford those $100 dresses.
14. I can still sing some of the jingles from several of the local/regional chains we had there. The Command Performance hair one, for instance.
15. Wednesday nights when I was a kid were the coolest. My parents would drop me off at the skating rink while they went bowling. Sometimes I'd stay at the bowling alley, though, and play Pac Man, Donkey Kong and Galaga.
16. My first three boyfriends were all "rich" (by my standards at the time.) I suspect I was the bad girl with whom all rich boys want to annoy their parents. This bad girl theory is somewhat borne out with something the second boyfriend and I did: Took off for a weekend in San Francisco on a whim. We lied to his parents and told them he was going on a camping trip with my family. We had a blast, though.
17. My jones for domestic architecture was spawned in part by all those SF trips. I fell in love with the row houses and have always wanted a quasi-Victorian house ever since. Moving to Portland when I was 19 only cemented this.
18. The Portland move seemed sort of spontaneous, but it really wasn't. I'd been saving up my spare change for years to get the hell out of Reno. I was originally planning to move to SF, but I simply couldn't afford it. When I went to Portland the first time when I was 16, I fell in love with it, and decided to move as soon as I could. This ended up being after summer term 1990, when I was just barely 19. The first two weeks I was alone and had no job and my car broke down. It was awful. But things quickly got better.
19. Getting married a few months later was probably pretty stupid, but there were some good reasons for it: Cheaper car insurance and getting qualified for financial aid, which otherwise wouldn't have happened because I would've had to qualify through my parents, who weren't filing taxes at the time and thus would've been turned down. If my ex was good for anything, it was enabling me to go to school.
20. The internet (early forms of it) changed my life. I started with a BBS in Portland called Heartbeat, and also had AOL, Prodigy and Compuserve accounts. In early 1994, I signed on to a BBS called Rendezvous, which is where M and I met. I also used some of the very early other actual internet stuff: Archie, Gopher, Usenet, etc., thanks to having access in the security office I worked in on campus.
21. M and I hooked up sort of through a mutual ex. I dated his mentally screwy roommate for about a week. The two of them weren't officially a couple, but that was entirely due to denial on the part of said roommate. He was absolutely furious when he found out we'd hooked up.
22. I'm a collector. I have probably a dozen different kinds of collections of various things: Postcards, Blue Willow, snowflake ornaments, stuffed koalas, heart stickers and of course LOTR stuff, among others. Combined with my usual pack rat habits, this is kind of a dangerous thing.
23. Otter is the first cat I've had that didn't just end up with me by chance.
24. Considering the sheer amount of time I spend playing video games, it's kind of weird that I don't really consider myself a gamer. I don't play the standard FPS types or most of the console games, so I don't really qualify, IMHO. I'm otherwise an all-around geek, but that's one area I'm not really on board with.
25. At the moment, I have about half a dozen novels and two screenplays in various stages of completion. Thanks to my stupid ADD, I can never focus long enough to bang out more than a chapter here and there.
southplains; figured I'd do it here. I've done similar memes before, but it's been a while since the last one, so...(Sort of splitting this up by era...)
1. The first crush I can remember having was on Barry Gibb. This was followed shortly by Daryl Hall, Shaun Cassidy and John Schneider.
2. I don't remember exactly how old I was at the time, but I remember listening to one of the stations my dad worked at, and they played a bunch of the classic mid-'70s soft rock stuff. Wherein I learned how to sing along with Linda Ronstadt, Karen Carpenter and Olivia Newton-John. I'm convinced that the wide vocal ranges represented by this is what helped me develop the voice I have now.
3. By the time I was 11 or so, my room was basically wallpapered with posters and pinups. I started reading the teen pop magazines around that time (16, Bop, Teen Beat, etc.) and tore those things to bits getting pics of my faves to paste up. It started with The Outsiders cast, then moved on to Duran Duran, the Brat Pack and many, many more.
4. The one exception to this pop culture madness was that I was also obsessed with football around the same time, and had several pics of various Raiders in my room, too.
5. One of my favorite items of clothing when I was a pre-teen was a pair of old, studded bell-bottoms. I miss those things.
6. I was very young, but I soooort of remember the hoopla over Elvis dying. I was hanging out with some older kids at the time, and one of them had a newspaper article about it taped to her door.
7. I had Batgirl Underoos. I loved them. I was crazy about female superheros, thanks, I'm sure, to the hawtness that was Lynda Carter's Wonder Woman.
8. One of my few concessions to girliness started when I was in grade school: Bonne Bell Lipsmackers. I still keep some sort of lip gunk with me at all times, and it's usually one of those. I was particularly fond of Dr. Pepper and Watermelon. I also used to use some gunk from these little tin pots with slide-off lids. I don't remember the brand name. Village something or other? Never was a Carmex junkie, though. I also lovingly looked through every Avon catalog my mom got.
9. I didn't start my teen years being very cool. I was a total wannabe for a long time. I tried to fit in with the cool "punk" kids I went to school with, but my attempts at aping their fashion choices fell miserably flat initially. It wasn't until I was coming up on 16 that I finally got into a groove and found my own style.
10. (This one should give my mother a fit) I think this was just before I was 16--the winter before that. The crowd I was hanging out with at the time (mostly RHPS people) hooked up with this random guy (a waiter, I think) and we took off on a whim to go skiing with him, and then later brought him back to a hotel room where we had a crazy party. Somehow, I ended up with the inspection tag from a fire extinguisher in that hotel.
11. I LOVED my car. I learned how to drive on various things my parents had sitting around, but my first real car was a faded green 1970 Plymouth Duster in which my dad had installed a bigger engine. The thing roared. The freedom and autonomy I got from that car totally changed my life.
12. My first attempt at going veg was when I was 16, but it was damned near impossible to do because, well, it was cowboy country, and well before anyone had really linked heart problems with major meat consumption. So vegetarian options were few and far between. There was, however, a fantastic veg restaurant in town (the only one, IIRC) called The Blue Heron cafe. They had the best veggie burritos I've ever had--even now.
13. The height of dipping one's toes into the rich life came in two places: Driving down California Ave., with the giant mansions on the hill, and wandering around the mall on the ground floor at the MGM (Later Bally's, then the Hilton and now I have no idea what they call it.) Mostly, I went there because they had a movie theater (with velvet seats) and two shops I loved: A Candy Barrel store and a weird knick knack/Spencer's-type place. But they also had the usual sorts of upscale shops one finds in high-end casinos (to recoup customers' winnings, of course.) I would gaze into the windows of those things, wondering if I'd ever someday be able to afford those $100 dresses.
14. I can still sing some of the jingles from several of the local/regional chains we had there. The Command Performance hair one, for instance.
15. Wednesday nights when I was a kid were the coolest. My parents would drop me off at the skating rink while they went bowling. Sometimes I'd stay at the bowling alley, though, and play Pac Man, Donkey Kong and Galaga.
16. My first three boyfriends were all "rich" (by my standards at the time.) I suspect I was the bad girl with whom all rich boys want to annoy their parents. This bad girl theory is somewhat borne out with something the second boyfriend and I did: Took off for a weekend in San Francisco on a whim. We lied to his parents and told them he was going on a camping trip with my family. We had a blast, though.
17. My jones for domestic architecture was spawned in part by all those SF trips. I fell in love with the row houses and have always wanted a quasi-Victorian house ever since. Moving to Portland when I was 19 only cemented this.
18. The Portland move seemed sort of spontaneous, but it really wasn't. I'd been saving up my spare change for years to get the hell out of Reno. I was originally planning to move to SF, but I simply couldn't afford it. When I went to Portland the first time when I was 16, I fell in love with it, and decided to move as soon as I could. This ended up being after summer term 1990, when I was just barely 19. The first two weeks I was alone and had no job and my car broke down. It was awful. But things quickly got better.
19. Getting married a few months later was probably pretty stupid, but there were some good reasons for it: Cheaper car insurance and getting qualified for financial aid, which otherwise wouldn't have happened because I would've had to qualify through my parents, who weren't filing taxes at the time and thus would've been turned down. If my ex was good for anything, it was enabling me to go to school.
20. The internet (early forms of it) changed my life. I started with a BBS in Portland called Heartbeat, and also had AOL, Prodigy and Compuserve accounts. In early 1994, I signed on to a BBS called Rendezvous, which is where M and I met. I also used some of the very early other actual internet stuff: Archie, Gopher, Usenet, etc., thanks to having access in the security office I worked in on campus.
21. M and I hooked up sort of through a mutual ex. I dated his mentally screwy roommate for about a week. The two of them weren't officially a couple, but that was entirely due to denial on the part of said roommate. He was absolutely furious when he found out we'd hooked up.
22. I'm a collector. I have probably a dozen different kinds of collections of various things: Postcards, Blue Willow, snowflake ornaments, stuffed koalas, heart stickers and of course LOTR stuff, among others. Combined with my usual pack rat habits, this is kind of a dangerous thing.
23. Otter is the first cat I've had that didn't just end up with me by chance.
24. Considering the sheer amount of time I spend playing video games, it's kind of weird that I don't really consider myself a gamer. I don't play the standard FPS types or most of the console games, so I don't really qualify, IMHO. I'm otherwise an all-around geek, but that's one area I'm not really on board with.
25. At the moment, I have about half a dozen novels and two screenplays in various stages of completion. Thanks to my stupid ADD, I can never focus long enough to bang out more than a chapter here and there.
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