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June 02, 2005

Attack Of The Dirty Rotten Memes

Fer crap's sake... I detest memes.

I can't stand their ridiculous painted white faces, the tight black trousers that cling to their absurd little tushes, the twee berets and too-tight striped shirts. And those obnoxious pantomime acts they insist on foisting on an unwilling audience, who stand there paralyzed with horror, knowing they're about to be teleported to the Seventh Circle of Hell....

What? WHAT??? Oh... you said MEMES? Dear God, that's even worse.

And I got memed TWICE IN ONE DAY. What in the helk is up with that? By people I thought were my friends... heh.

OK, here goes:

Detestable Meme #1:

Total Volume Of Music On My Computer:

About 10.5 Gigs. Actually I think I lied - that's just the Winamp stuff but I'm too lazy to track down the rest. Get over it.

The Last CD I Bought Was...

Two, actually. Both Connie Dover: "If Ever I Return" and "Somebody". If you like Scottish/Irish ballads or Gaelic music, I highly recommend them both. I have a nasty habit of blasting music I love when I'm in a particularly good or bad mood. We live in the woods, so I normally don't worry too much about disturbing anyone. I have actually had people ring my doorbell when playing Connie Dover or Maggie Sansone (another favorite for instrumentals) - not to complain, but to ask "Wherever did you find that heavenly music?"

Five Songs I Listen To A Lot, or Mean A Lot To Me:

Well I'm not in a self-revelatory mood for once so you're just getting songs that I listen to a lot currently. This changes almost weekly although a few of these are long-time favorites:

1. "Diamond in the Rough/Shotgun Down the Avalanche" Shawn Colvin - I don't know why I love these songs. They capture a feeling I have sometimes - that wild feeling, like something is about to break loose but it's still held in tension, joy and anger and fear and anticipation all jumbled together. Sort of the way the air feels just before a big storm is coming. There's another metaphor but I believe I'll skip it.

2. "Angela Dangerlove" by Big Head Todd & The Monsters - "Every time you wait, dreams come tumbling down...". Just good memories. Longing, in one word. Perfect song for a dreamy late spring afternoon.

3. "All The Pretty Girls" Spoon - I don't know that this song means anything to me on an emotional level. I just love the way it sounds.

4. "Mirrorball" Everything but the Girl - A sardonic song with incredibly depressing lyrics that inexplicably never fails to crack me up. I love it, plus it's in my register so I love to sing along with it.

5. "She ******** Hates Me" Puddle of Mudd :) - What a hoot - the ultimate relationship song.

I still haven't decided with which lucky people I shall, shortly, share the hate so I advise you all to get a running head start.

UPDATE: And the victims are: Barb, William Teach (this is payback for that hateful Turd in the Punchbowl Meme...hah!), and joatmoaf.

Detestable Meme #2 to follow... stayed tuned - I know the suspense is just killing you.


[drum roll...] Yes, I realize you've all been holding your breath on this one. The second Detestable Meme of the Day is from none other than KJ of No Government Cheese. Because the race goes always to the swift, I will announce my victims first and then proceed to answer the impertinent questions at my leisure.

The rules:

Remove the #1 item from the following list, bump everyone up one place and add your blog's name in the #5 spot. You need to link to actually link to each of the blogs for the link-whorage aspect of this fiendish meme-age to kick in.

1. Wizbang
2. Catallarchy
3. Unrepentant Individual
4. No Government Cheese
5. Villainous Company

Next, select four unsuspecting victims, list and link to them. Run like helk:

My Legion of the Damned were:

1. Little Miss Attila

2. Dan Riehl

3. Carine of E-Nough!

4. Jimmie

The subject of this Detestable Meme is Five Things I Miss From My Childhood:

I shall update as I drink think of them.

1. Wandering: I used to love to just start walking or riding my bike on a summer day with no particular destination in mind. It didn't matter whether I was in the woods or down by the reservoir, or walking through a field or into town or into a neighborhood I'd never seen - the thing was to go somewhere I'd never been and then find my way back home by a different route. I loved finding places where there were no people, fences I could climb. The best places where places I couldn't figure out the uses for, especially if they were old or looked abandoned. They intrigued me. I loved to find a shady place under a tree and just stare up at the light coming through the leaves and know I didn't have to be anywhere and no one knew where I was and I was free.

I miss that most of all.

2. Unstructured time: the feeling of waking up on a summer morning and knowing the whole day was mine to do with as I pleased. No schedules, no activities, no clocks, no calendars, just hours of lovely time stretching invitingly out before me to fill with whatever adventures I could dream up. Some mornings I could hardly wait to get out of bed and get outside and then other mornings I'd grab a beloved book and snuggle under the covers as long as I could stand it, losing myself in another world full of dragons or stories of another time or far-off lands.

3. Make-believe: When I was a little girl, no matter where I used to live we used to construct elaborate games, sometimes lasting up to three days, of make-believe. Usually they had themes: sometimes a favorite TV show like The Man From Uncle, where we'd re-create those cliff-hanger scenes where the heroes are hanging by their handcuffed hands in a room filling up with water and they have to figure out how to escape before they drown. Once we actually rolled someone up in a rug and threw them out the window - I don't think that ended well. Or because a lot of my friends were boys we'd play war and use the boxes from one of our moves as war bunkers, setting them up all over the neighborhood and running around shooting each other like mad, camouflaging them with branches and leaves and dirt and dying with fantastic grimaces and spasmodic convulsions when we were hit, or arguing ferociously about whether a shot was a disqualifying fatal gutshot or just a treatable wound.

4. Not knowing what the future would hold: when you are a child, the future stretches out before you like an enormous window at a candy store, filled with an endless array of delights. And you just might get to pick any of them: no one is there to tell you why you can't do this, that, or the other thing, yet. Reality is no part of your childish imaginings. I hate that about being an adult. Feeling hemmed in.

5. Falling in love with my husband: I guess this just barely qualifies, but I was still seventeen (barely) when I fell in love with him. For my eighteenth birthday, he gave me a handmade card with a poem he wrote just for me. I wish I still had it: I burned it when we broke up, but every word is engraved in my heart, twenty-eight years later. I used to wake up in the morning and go outside to get the morning paper and I'd find a different-colored rose laid carefully next to it on our front porch. He looks different now - we both do - but when I look at him I still see that tanned young man with a body the greek Gods would envy and a mind that raced mine and at times outstripped it.

I'd do it all over again, a thousand times.

Posted by Cassandra at June 2, 2005 11:42 AM

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How do you kill a Mime?

With a silencer, of course!

*sorry, couldn't resist...*

Posted by: Sgt. B. at June 2, 2005 01:17 PM

groan... :)

Posted by: Cassandra at June 2, 2005 01:41 PM

Suspence over. Go to the Cheese.

Posted by: KJ at June 2, 2005 04:09 PM

I'd already peeked :) Heh... Cheese is right.

Posted by: Cassandra at June 2, 2005 04:15 PM

Blame Brad at Unrepentant Individual for this. He created the plague.

Posted by: KJ at June 2, 2005 05:51 PM

Hey Cass, were going quite a ways back here....is your meme'ory good enough?

**checking to see if someone got their sense of humor back on their week on sabbatical**

**and running**


Posted by: Pile On at June 2, 2005 06:43 PM

You'd better run.... suckah...

Someone still smarting because the checkout girlz think he's a senior citizen?

Posted by: Cassandra at June 2, 2005 06:58 PM

well, I already got tagged with the first one, though it didn't have that part about the gigs on the HD. I'm only at 1.2gb. Hard to find good 80's metal downloads.

I will work on the second one, Sith Lord Cass :)

Posted by: William Teach [TypeKey Profile Page] at June 2, 2005 09:22 PM

So, my wife and I are driving from Vicenza, Italy to Innsbrook, Austria. The USAF (actually NATO, was so kind to send me just outside of Venice, Italy for my last gig before retirement). So, I digress, anyway, we're scooting in a rented Beemer from Caserma Ederle to Innsbrook for a weekend away from the whole Bosnia thing. I'm digging the countryside and some killer toons as we roll into the town to find our hotel.

My wife, God bless her, says "did you just see that mime on the bike?" I looked at her like Ed Sullivan looked at Topo Gigo. I say, "was he pedalling without a bike and looking at us with wide eyes?" She goes, "no really, a mime on a bike, I swear to God." Nope, didn't see him but I have to believe it.

Cass, it's "Puddle of MUDD" get it right girlfriend. And yes, great toon. Better yet, "Blurry" by the same group.

The best workout toon ever.

And Cricket...I'm a former pilot, not a mathematical genius. I'm happy if I can calculate my approach speed based on my fuel load. Writing books is much easier.

Cheers all.

Posted by: Buzz Patterson at June 2, 2005 10:03 PM

Pay back at Heigh-ho

Posted by: spd rdr at June 2, 2005 11:13 PM


Yeah, I noticed I'd misspelled "Mudd" after I hit Post but was too busy to go back and correct it. sigh...

I love Blurry too, and Out of my Head from the CD. That whole CD reminds me of when I was still commuting to Tysons on the beltway from Maryland - it was a great stress-control device. I used to just go to my happy place for the duration: only way to be in Beltway traffic. Nothing bothered me.

Thankfully, this memory was later erased my hearing it a lot in the gym (must be a military thing!) and at parties.

Posted by: Cassandra at June 3, 2005 05:43 AM

re: Pay back at Heigh-ho

You, sir, are a beastly toad. Is this all the recompense I earned for showering mercy on your worthless pinstriped carcass yesterday? Not once, not twice, but three times? You plunge a dagger into a defenseless lady's poor, tender heart? One that beat with misguided sympathy for your complaints of overwork, little guessing they masked a sinister plot to cast that same onerous fate (which she foolishly spared you) upon her vulnerable and frail feminine shoulders?

Here is a quote for you:

"The art of kanly still has its admirers...

Posted by: Cassandra at June 3, 2005 12:21 PM

"5. "She ******** Hates Me" Puddle of Mudd :) - What a hoot - the ultimate relationship song."

The Richard Cheese version is better.

Posted by: Liberal Lrry at June 3, 2005 06:27 PM

Okay, Cass - I posted my music list finally. Go ahead - laugh, it's all right ;-)

Posted by: Barb [TypeKey Profile Page] at June 4, 2005 09:57 PM

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