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The nyah-nyah-nyah meme
A book you own that no one on your friends list does:
Probably the toughest of these, as I'm not sure enough of any of the things I have with me. So, stuff at home...German-English Catechism book (Protestant) from the late 20s/early 30s. English on one page, with German opposite. It belonged to my grandmother, who spoke German only until she went to school. She was/is one of my favorite relatives, even if I don't so much believe the catechism.
A CD you own that no one on your friends list does:
Two good options on this one. I'm going with Jill Sobule: The Folk Years: 2004-2004. Best cover of Que Sera, Sera ever, plus Soldiers of Christ, which is one of my personal favorite semi-political songs. In fact, consistently good CD, even if I don't so much like Sunrise, Sunset. Also, I got it at one of the last concerts ever at the Cambridge House of Blues, which was a great little space, at which Jill was the opening act, with Angie Aparo as the first opening act (He did a guitar and drums version of Cry that I badly want to find a bootleg of--his song: Faith Hill covered it). My roommate didn't want to stay for Glen Tillbrook, so I didn't see the main act. Just as well, the fans were being jackasses. Her first act on-stage was to organize a group message from those listening to the music to those waiting by the bar: "Shut the fuck up".
A DVD/VHS tape you own that no one on your friends list does:
I'ma cheat on this one. We taped Fraggle Rock when I was a kid. The tapes are still on the shelves at home, and I fully plan to share them with my kids someday (if they still don't have the bloody DVDs out). I blame that show (along, to a lesser extent, with other Muppet shows) for a good bit of my world-view. You know, talking to trash heaps and stuff like that. I am Henson's bitch.
A place you've been that no one on your friends list has been:
The West Side Nut Club Fall Festival, Evansville, IN. Time and Place, really. Stop me if you've heard this one. First full week of October, 3 1/2 blocks of food booths, both sides of the street, set up in trailers by non-profit organizations from all over town. One of the few big events that I think of as mainstays of my culture. It's also closely tied, in my mind, with the parking lot my church has run, and my dad has organized, my entire life.
Probably the toughest of these, as I'm not sure enough of any of the things I have with me. So, stuff at home...German-English Catechism book (Protestant) from the late 20s/early 30s. English on one page, with German opposite. It belonged to my grandmother, who spoke German only until she went to school. She was/is one of my favorite relatives, even if I don't so much believe the catechism.
A CD you own that no one on your friends list does:
Two good options on this one. I'm going with Jill Sobule: The Folk Years: 2004-2004. Best cover of Que Sera, Sera ever, plus Soldiers of Christ, which is one of my personal favorite semi-political songs. In fact, consistently good CD, even if I don't so much like Sunrise, Sunset. Also, I got it at one of the last concerts ever at the Cambridge House of Blues, which was a great little space, at which Jill was the opening act, with Angie Aparo as the first opening act (He did a guitar and drums version of Cry that I badly want to find a bootleg of--his song: Faith Hill covered it). My roommate didn't want to stay for Glen Tillbrook, so I didn't see the main act. Just as well, the fans were being jackasses. Her first act on-stage was to organize a group message from those listening to the music to those waiting by the bar: "Shut the fuck up".
A DVD/VHS tape you own that no one on your friends list does:
I'ma cheat on this one. We taped Fraggle Rock when I was a kid. The tapes are still on the shelves at home, and I fully plan to share them with my kids someday (if they still don't have the bloody DVDs out). I blame that show (along, to a lesser extent, with other Muppet shows) for a good bit of my world-view. You know, talking to trash heaps and stuff like that. I am Henson's bitch.
A place you've been that no one on your friends list has been:
The West Side Nut Club Fall Festival, Evansville, IN. Time and Place, really. Stop me if you've heard this one. First full week of October, 3 1/2 blocks of food booths, both sides of the street, set up in trailers by non-profit organizations from all over town. One of the few big events that I think of as mainstays of my culture. It's also closely tied, in my mind, with the parking lot my church has run, and my dad has organized, my entire life.
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I think I need help.