Jeez, now that you ask I realize I've racked up lots of 'em.
I remember you sitting on the floor in the basement giggling too hard to play your clarinet. I remember you standing in the kitchen dressed as a harlequin. I remember you lurching upright to tell me that you're "hetero..shexual." I remember discovering that you are the only other person I know who saw that one comic w/ the puppet... "ha ha..." I remember you in the passenger seat reaching for the door that suddenly swung open on the freeway entrance ramp somewhere between here and New York state. I remember you in stripey clothes. I remember telling you you should get a haircut like a fraggle when you were thinking (for a year or more) about cutting your beautiful long hair. I remember you with long hair. I remember you teaching my daughter to play piano. I remember you getting annoyed with me because I couldn't find "the one." I remember you being happy about the idea of living w/ me :P I remember thinking that you're pretty cool.
Out of all these little bits and pieces I re-member you in my heart and mind and love you.
Come to that, I remember both of you in a hotel room drunkenly wavering between hilarity and despondance, and I wasn't gaining any ground with either of you. I don't remember how that night ended.
Seriously. I believe this was at Matt & Sharon's wedding, something like that. We were all hanging out at a hotel after the reception. I can't think of any other reason we'd all be out there like that.
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I remember you sitting on the floor in the basement giggling too hard to play your clarinet.
I remember you standing in the kitchen dressed as a harlequin.
I remember you lurching upright to tell me that you're "hetero..shexual."
I remember discovering that you are the only other person I know who saw that one comic w/ the puppet... "ha ha..."
I remember you in the passenger seat reaching for the door that suddenly swung open on the freeway entrance ramp somewhere between here and New York state.
I remember you in stripey clothes.
I remember telling you you should get a haircut like a fraggle when you were thinking (for a year or more) about cutting your beautiful long hair.
I remember you with long hair.
I remember you teaching my daughter to play piano.
I remember you getting annoyed with me because I couldn't find "the one."
I remember you being happy about the idea of living w/ me :P
I remember thinking that you're pretty cool.
Out of all these little bits and pieces I re-member you in my heart and mind and love you.
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huh...
Must've been a good 'con.
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That's it. I've got to get a recorder of some sort that's better than my brain, it's had it.
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