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Sep. 20th, 2008
Memories of the Collage (part 2)
Sep. 20th, 2008 01:16 pmContinued from my 16 August post, here's another portion of my memory collage.
Clicking on the picture links to a larger version that's more easily viewed. Let's begin with the elephant, and go deosil.
In 1988, with the opening of the music distribution warehouse, BMG celebrated by hosting an open house/family fun day. The warehouses were open to employees and our families, and there were many festive activities like hot air balloon rides, the dunk tank, and furry interaction. One such furry took a liking to My Friend Todd and me. This picture of us, taken with the mystery elephant, clearly shows our discomfort at being targeted by the cutesy pachyderm. The elephant addressed both Todd and myself by our names but, to this day, neither of us know who was inside the costume.
Three years later, BMG hosted another family fun day. The photos directly above the one of Todd and me are of us in our respective booths. Todd is bent over fetching balls for his target practice booth and I am later sighted in the same target practice booth. Us "veterans" were pegged to volunteer for service throughout the day and, as usual, Todd and I were pretty much a tag team. I believe Todd was a bit more enthusiastic by all this company loyalty than I was, but he was always more dedicated to the company than I. Check the sunglasses I have on here. I'd had this particular pair since '88, two years before becoming enslaved to the Shrieks, just so's you know,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
falkenna.
The little girl in the red and white striped shirt, to the left of us BMG revelers, is my cousin Johnna, aged four if memory serves me. When she was a tot, Johnna's nickname was Caspar because she was so very pale and ghostly. Her head was even shaped like Caspar the Ghost's at the age of one or so. Bless her heart. Now, she's darker than I am, having lot of freckles and a healthy relationship with Sol.
Shifting to the right is a photo taken on my high school graduation night of two of my three best friends in high school, Benjamin and Sandra. That night was the last night I saw Benjamin. I believe he's a farmer in Kentucky now, which is what he wanted to be (a farmer, that is, in any state, not necessarily Kentucky). It'd be good to see both him and Sandra again, although I doubt that will ever happen. Other graduation pictures include me and Andy there. And that picture in the middle of this JPEG features Sandra, Andy, and me on New Wave/Punk day. Sandra did her own makeup for this most auspicious day, but Andy was my personal creation. He looked so much like Boy George it was ridiculous, so I had tons to work with that fine morning. New Wave/Punk day was probably my favourite day in all of high school.
Beneath the New Wave picture is a picture of Todd and me taken the night I accompanied him to a black and white dress AIDS fund raiser. I drank my very first Screaming Orgasm that night and just one got me dog drunk and acting stupid. My inebriated gushing over seeing the Gay couples kissing mortified Todd so much, he threatened to never take me out again. As he would say, "Good times, good times." And, finishing off this portion of the collage are more photies of Todd and me, and a final picture of my best friend in high school, Sandra circa 1984.
Clicking on the picture links to a larger version that's more easily viewed. Let's begin with the elephant, and go deosil.
In 1988, with the opening of the music distribution warehouse, BMG celebrated by hosting an open house/family fun day. The warehouses were open to employees and our families, and there were many festive activities like hot air balloon rides, the dunk tank, and furry interaction. One such furry took a liking to My Friend Todd and me. This picture of us, taken with the mystery elephant, clearly shows our discomfort at being targeted by the cutesy pachyderm. The elephant addressed both Todd and myself by our names but, to this day, neither of us know who was inside the costume.
Three years later, BMG hosted another family fun day. The photos directly above the one of Todd and me are of us in our respective booths. Todd is bent over fetching balls for his target practice booth and I am later sighted in the same target practice booth. Us "veterans" were pegged to volunteer for service throughout the day and, as usual, Todd and I were pretty much a tag team. I believe Todd was a bit more enthusiastic by all this company loyalty than I was, but he was always more dedicated to the company than I. Check the sunglasses I have on here. I'd had this particular pair since '88, two years before becoming enslaved to the Shrieks, just so's you know,
falkenna. The little girl in the red and white striped shirt, to the left of us BMG revelers, is my cousin Johnna, aged four if memory serves me. When she was a tot, Johnna's nickname was Caspar because she was so very pale and ghostly. Her head was even shaped like Caspar the Ghost's at the age of one or so. Bless her heart. Now, she's darker than I am, having lot of freckles and a healthy relationship with Sol.
Shifting to the right is a photo taken on my high school graduation night of two of my three best friends in high school, Benjamin and Sandra. That night was the last night I saw Benjamin. I believe he's a farmer in Kentucky now, which is what he wanted to be (a farmer, that is, in any state, not necessarily Kentucky). It'd be good to see both him and Sandra again, although I doubt that will ever happen. Other graduation pictures include me and Andy there. And that picture in the middle of this JPEG features Sandra, Andy, and me on New Wave/Punk day. Sandra did her own makeup for this most auspicious day, but Andy was my personal creation. He looked so much like Boy George it was ridiculous, so I had tons to work with that fine morning. New Wave/Punk day was probably my favourite day in all of high school.
Beneath the New Wave picture is a picture of Todd and me taken the night I accompanied him to a black and white dress AIDS fund raiser. I drank my very first Screaming Orgasm that night and just one got me dog drunk and acting stupid. My inebriated gushing over seeing the Gay couples kissing mortified Todd so much, he threatened to never take me out again. As he would say, "Good times, good times." And, finishing off this portion of the collage are more photies of Todd and me, and a final picture of my best friend in high school, Sandra circa 1984.
Al-a-Day Day 8
Sep. 20th, 2008 07:27 pmI get the feeling Extreme had a hand in the inspiration for this video. Oh and, not that Al needed any help, but Robert Goulet always makes anything with which he's associated better.
You Don't Love Me Anymore
You Don't Love Me Anymore