memory! like the colors in my mind!
Huh... I can't believe I wrote quite this much tonight, but once I got started on writing up false memories for friends, I really got going. Here's a bunch of them for your delectation:
For
helvirago:
Remember the time I had to bail you out? Not that Silber didn't DESERVE to have his car vandalized, but stopping to laugh about it got you caught, dude. Bet that's the last time you do jello shooters.
For
jonquil:
I still don't know how the fight with Ann Nocenti started, exactly. You were calmly explaining that yes, comic book editors are more responsible than the writers and artists for maintaining continuity -- no, come to think of it, it was pretty much me, at that point, when she said something about how comic book readers who cared about that were aberrations, that started the pummeling. You were right in there with me, though.
For
reginagiraffe:
I still don't know what came over me, and I'll probably be apologizing until the day I die. Can you forgive me?
For
debg:
Remember when we ran into each other in that little second-hand clothing shop down near Seven Bells? I'd just been thinking about you too, and walking around the clothing rack to see you standing there made me laugh so hard I dropped my bag.
I hadn't even known you were in London!
And I'm still grateful that you showed me the lavender suede jacket with the fringe you'd been looking at -- it was just too small for you, but perfect for me (and you know what big shoulders I have too). I dropped my old jacket off in a charity box on my way back to the hotel that night, and wore the new one for the rest of the trip, to save weight. Every time I put it on, I think of you!
For
stephl:
I thought you were so classy on that panel with Jane Yolen and Margaret Atwood. Later that same day, we were walking by the bar when 'Meg' yelled at you to come join her little table, and you introduced us!
For
egriggs:
Remember the time I took you to Old Sturbridge Village? It was slightly rainy, but nothing an umbrella couldn't handle, and it meant the village was almost deserted, and all the interpreters in the houses were bored out of their gourds, so they talked our ears off, and we got to sit and try our hands at some straw-braiding. My favorite picture from that day is where you're kneeling in the sheep-barn, holding that adorable day-old lamb with the biggest grin on your face!
For
dxmachina:
I remember driving down to NJ to see you pitch AAA baseball. (It's too damn bad what happened with your rotator cuff!!!) I was really glad to have seen that game, it's the only no-run game I've ever seen in person!
For
arliss:
I didn't know we'd be going sailing on Chesapeake Bay at all, but when the opportunity presented itself, you encouraged me to take it -- and I didn't have the right clothes, so you dragged out the most wonderful wool sweater that you insisted I wear -- and boy, was I glad of it, it's colder out there than I would have thought!
I think the best part was seeing the osprey nest on the buoy -- damn, that thing must have been five feet tall! And then Mama Osprey (it was a female, right? -- they're larger than the males, I know that) came home with a fish! We couldn't see the babies, but we watched her pull out shreds of flesh and do something with them, that's for sure!
For
nestra:
I'm still sorry about that woman -- I thought I was doing you a favor by introducing a fellow LFN writer to you, but she =seemed= so damn normal, not somebody you would think would be writing that godawful Goddess stuff. I SWEAR she spoke normal English when I was talking to her in the bar. How was I to know? The look on your face was PRICELESS when we figured out who it really was..
At least I had the presence of mind to step away and ring you up on your cellphone, so that you could claim an 'instant emergency' and give you an excuse to leave.
I really promise to vet acquaintances better in the future!
For
prncsmnbeam:
Remember when I tripped and skinned my knee on the sidewalk outside your house? Your mom insisted that I come inside and she washed the grit off and put mercurochrome on it, and then we played checkers until my Mom came to get me. And after that, we ended up in the same class, and third grade was wonderful....
For
imkalena:
Remember when we camped out on the terrace of the field research station in Bahia de los Angeles, and were woken by the sun rising over the bay? You pointed out how the pelicans flew in close order formation close to the water, drafting on the air. I pointed out a kite high in the sky, and you looked for a couple minutes before I found out that you were thinking of the toy, not the scissor-tailed predator bird thousands of feet overhead....
For
melymbrosia:
I think when we were sitting at the coffee bar in Albany, and talked about meeting famous authors, and it turned out that we'd been to the same Kaffeeklatch that Chip Delany had given at a Readercon three years before! Damn, if I'd only known it was you then! At least we're making up for lost time now.
For
e_juliana:
I'd nearly have been trampled by that enraged bull moose if you hadn't stood your ground armed only with a red flag and a determined expression. I guess Alaska toughens a girl up.
For
la_perkins:
Vegas was a lot more fun than I imagined it was going to be, I'm so glad you talked me into going -- but what was equally fun was driving through the desert with your convertible roof down and the stereo blasting Benny Goodman. For that matter, the drive back, at night, though we did have to put the top up for warmth. Still, when we pulled over to the unlit scenic outlook and walked far enough away from the highway so that there were no lights to stop our eyes from adjusting -- yow! I've NEVER seen the Milky Way that clear, and then you started pointing out the satellites. Just.too.cool!!!
For
thermidor:
We'd gotten the theatre early for the Seven Samurai showing, so there was nobody in it except for you, me and three little old ladies down near the front. You went out to get us popcorn, and when you came back, somebody in the box office was having fun with the Muzak that day, so it was with the trumpet flourish from Star Wars that you stopped at the landing in from of our seats and bowed to me. I wish we all got entrances like that!
For
elenabtvs:
Remember when we teamed up and won the female division at the Laser-Tag place? I didn't know Halifax had an entire league of that stuff! Or that you were so good at skulking and ambush! Who knew?
For
pandarus:
Um... that time in Morocco when we woke up naked in the same bed, and couldn't remember how we'd gotten there? Er, you haven't remembered anything more about that, right?
For
msbelle:
It was genius of you to invite me along to DisneyWorld when you took your son -- a couple adults along spread out the child-minding enough that you could relax and have as much fun as Danny. Plus we all got to take turns taking him on the rides you don't do, like Tower of Terror. (Not that I do that one myself -- I did the Crazy Teacups instead, and twice through the Haunted Mansion!)
Let's do it again next year!
For
lysana:
Remember when I was distraught over my breakup with John? You came over to my house and said "I'm taking you on a MYSTERY TRIP!" and wouldn't let me say no -- or tell me where we were going. An hour later, you have me climbing down the rocks on the beach up in Manchester... and around the point I can hear this =barking= -- and damn if there wasn't a small colony of seals sunning themselves. I think it was the first time I really grinned since John had walked out....
For
aimeejmc:
Remember the time I fell over on the ski slope -- from a full stop, no less -- and slid on my back about 150 yards downhill? To make it even more embarrassing, you schussed up to me in this perfect spray of powder and 'tssked.' Then you laughed and helped me up, and after that we had some damn fine runs!
For
serenada:
I'm always going to treasure the scarf you wove for me -- I was touched as anything when I found out you combed and dyed the wool, too!
For
snacky:
Remember our school trip to the box factory? That had to be the most boring trip ever, so we skived off and smoked weed after you pulled the fire alarm. Damn you were one tough chick back in the day!
For
sumik:
We'd been studying for about eight hours straight, and I still hadn't grokked polynomials. You insisted we take a break over to the student union, so we hiked halfway across campus, and man was it cold. But then you ran out on the ice on the pond and dared me to come after you. I got out to you OK, but I slipped right next to you, bowled you over and we were laughing so hard that we had to crawl off the ice.
I got a C+ in that class, but I don't blame you.
For
shayheyred:
Dude, you took a bullet for me! You don't forget something like that any time soon!
For
bluster:
Remember when we were in the David Cassidy fan club, and he made a mall appearance? We stood in line for three hours, and then they closed it down before we even got our pictures signed.
Come to think of it, it's more of a sad memory....
For
persephonemoon:
Dolphins -- there on the same beach that I went to as a kid, and I was there to see dolphins with you that day! Squeeee!
For
heuradys:
Years later, after the relationship with Steve went sour, and I packed my bags and moved back to Boston, I remember you as the only really cool friend I had in that household....
Did I really do 29 of those things? Goddamn if I didn't!
For
Remember the time I had to bail you out? Not that Silber didn't DESERVE to have his car vandalized, but stopping to laugh about it got you caught, dude. Bet that's the last time you do jello shooters.
For
I still don't know how the fight with Ann Nocenti started, exactly. You were calmly explaining that yes, comic book editors are more responsible than the writers and artists for maintaining continuity -- no, come to think of it, it was pretty much me, at that point, when she said something about how comic book readers who cared about that were aberrations, that started the pummeling. You were right in there with me, though.
For
I still don't know what came over me, and I'll probably be apologizing until the day I die. Can you forgive me?
For
Remember when we ran into each other in that little second-hand clothing shop down near Seven Bells? I'd just been thinking about you too, and walking around the clothing rack to see you standing there made me laugh so hard I dropped my bag.
I hadn't even known you were in London!
And I'm still grateful that you showed me the lavender suede jacket with the fringe you'd been looking at -- it was just too small for you, but perfect for me (and you know what big shoulders I have too). I dropped my old jacket off in a charity box on my way back to the hotel that night, and wore the new one for the rest of the trip, to save weight. Every time I put it on, I think of you!
For
I thought you were so classy on that panel with Jane Yolen and Margaret Atwood. Later that same day, we were walking by the bar when 'Meg' yelled at you to come join her little table, and you introduced us!
For
Remember the time I took you to Old Sturbridge Village? It was slightly rainy, but nothing an umbrella couldn't handle, and it meant the village was almost deserted, and all the interpreters in the houses were bored out of their gourds, so they talked our ears off, and we got to sit and try our hands at some straw-braiding. My favorite picture from that day is where you're kneeling in the sheep-barn, holding that adorable day-old lamb with the biggest grin on your face!
For
I remember driving down to NJ to see you pitch AAA baseball. (It's too damn bad what happened with your rotator cuff!!!) I was really glad to have seen that game, it's the only no-run game I've ever seen in person!
For
I didn't know we'd be going sailing on Chesapeake Bay at all, but when the opportunity presented itself, you encouraged me to take it -- and I didn't have the right clothes, so you dragged out the most wonderful wool sweater that you insisted I wear -- and boy, was I glad of it, it's colder out there than I would have thought!
I think the best part was seeing the osprey nest on the buoy -- damn, that thing must have been five feet tall! And then Mama Osprey (it was a female, right? -- they're larger than the males, I know that) came home with a fish! We couldn't see the babies, but we watched her pull out shreds of flesh and do something with them, that's for sure!
For
I'm still sorry about that woman -- I thought I was doing you a favor by introducing a fellow LFN writer to you, but she =seemed= so damn normal, not somebody you would think would be writing that godawful Goddess stuff. I SWEAR she spoke normal English when I was talking to her in the bar. How was I to know? The look on your face was PRICELESS when we figured out who it really was..
At least I had the presence of mind to step away and ring you up on your cellphone, so that you could claim an 'instant emergency' and give you an excuse to leave.
I really promise to vet acquaintances better in the future!
For
Remember when I tripped and skinned my knee on the sidewalk outside your house? Your mom insisted that I come inside and she washed the grit off and put mercurochrome on it, and then we played checkers until my Mom came to get me. And after that, we ended up in the same class, and third grade was wonderful....
For
Remember when we camped out on the terrace of the field research station in Bahia de los Angeles, and were woken by the sun rising over the bay? You pointed out how the pelicans flew in close order formation close to the water, drafting on the air. I pointed out a kite high in the sky, and you looked for a couple minutes before I found out that you were thinking of the toy, not the scissor-tailed predator bird thousands of feet overhead....
For
I think when we were sitting at the coffee bar in Albany, and talked about meeting famous authors, and it turned out that we'd been to the same Kaffeeklatch that Chip Delany had given at a Readercon three years before! Damn, if I'd only known it was you then! At least we're making up for lost time now.
For
I'd nearly have been trampled by that enraged bull moose if you hadn't stood your ground armed only with a red flag and a determined expression. I guess Alaska toughens a girl up.
For
Vegas was a lot more fun than I imagined it was going to be, I'm so glad you talked me into going -- but what was equally fun was driving through the desert with your convertible roof down and the stereo blasting Benny Goodman. For that matter, the drive back, at night, though we did have to put the top up for warmth. Still, when we pulled over to the unlit scenic outlook and walked far enough away from the highway so that there were no lights to stop our eyes from adjusting -- yow! I've NEVER seen the Milky Way that clear, and then you started pointing out the satellites. Just.too.cool!!!
For
We'd gotten the theatre early for the Seven Samurai showing, so there was nobody in it except for you, me and three little old ladies down near the front. You went out to get us popcorn, and when you came back, somebody in the box office was having fun with the Muzak that day, so it was with the trumpet flourish from Star Wars that you stopped at the landing in from of our seats and bowed to me. I wish we all got entrances like that!
For
Remember when we teamed up and won the female division at the Laser-Tag place? I didn't know Halifax had an entire league of that stuff! Or that you were so good at skulking and ambush! Who knew?
For
Um... that time in Morocco when we woke up naked in the same bed, and couldn't remember how we'd gotten there? Er, you haven't remembered anything more about that, right?
For
It was genius of you to invite me along to DisneyWorld when you took your son -- a couple adults along spread out the child-minding enough that you could relax and have as much fun as Danny. Plus we all got to take turns taking him on the rides you don't do, like Tower of Terror. (Not that I do that one myself -- I did the Crazy Teacups instead, and twice through the Haunted Mansion!)
Let's do it again next year!
For
Remember when I was distraught over my breakup with John? You came over to my house and said "I'm taking you on a MYSTERY TRIP!" and wouldn't let me say no -- or tell me where we were going. An hour later, you have me climbing down the rocks on the beach up in Manchester... and around the point I can hear this =barking= -- and damn if there wasn't a small colony of seals sunning themselves. I think it was the first time I really grinned since John had walked out....
For
Remember the time I fell over on the ski slope -- from a full stop, no less -- and slid on my back about 150 yards downhill? To make it even more embarrassing, you schussed up to me in this perfect spray of powder and 'tssked.' Then you laughed and helped me up, and after that we had some damn fine runs!
For
I'm always going to treasure the scarf you wove for me -- I was touched as anything when I found out you combed and dyed the wool, too!
For
Remember our school trip to the box factory? That had to be the most boring trip ever, so we skived off and smoked weed after you pulled the fire alarm. Damn you were one tough chick back in the day!
For
We'd been studying for about eight hours straight, and I still hadn't grokked polynomials. You insisted we take a break over to the student union, so we hiked halfway across campus, and man was it cold. But then you ran out on the ice on the pond and dared me to come after you. I got out to you OK, but I slipped right next to you, bowled you over and we were laughing so hard that we had to crawl off the ice.
I got a C+ in that class, but I don't blame you.
For
Dude, you took a bullet for me! You don't forget something like that any time soon!
For
Remember when we were in the David Cassidy fan club, and he made a mall appearance? We stood in line for three hours, and then they closed it down before we even got our pictures signed.
Come to think of it, it's more of a sad memory....
For
Dolphins -- there on the same beach that I went to as a kid, and I was there to see dolphins with you that day! Squeeee!
For
Years later, after the relationship with Steve went sour, and I packed my bags and moved back to Boston, I remember you as the only really cool friend I had in that household....
Did I really do 29 of those things? Goddamn if I didn't!

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Isn't it "Memories! Light the corners of my mind."?
No, I did not sing that song in front of the mirror with a brush as my microphone, pretending I was on stage. Did. Not.