A Blast From The Past

[kittytech]

I was going through some really old entries from my previous blogs, and came
across this gem of a post. I wanted to post it again because I only got one
response back in February of 2006, and I've got a lot more contacts now.
This should be great!!!

If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, (even if we
don't speak often) please post a comment with a COMPLETELY MADE UP AND
FICTIONAL memory of you and me. It can be anything you want - good or
bad-BUT IT HAS TO BE FAKE. When you're finished, post this little paragraph
on your blog and be surprised (or mortified) about what people DON'T
ACTUALLY remember about you.

Comments

[sas-on-heels.livejournal.com]

I remember like it was yesterday, but really it was the second Thursday of last week. You called me at 2 in the morning to tell me that my guide dog Chutney had snuk into your house at midnight to take a look at Taz's "kitty" porn collection. When you walked in on them, Chutney was posing in a -- well, I won't get into that on LJ. And since Chutney was gone, and I couldn't find my cane, I had to walk all the way over there using a swifter instead. ... Well, not all the way -- Julio stopped to pick me up (he was on the way over himself with a camera since Taz was out of film). Julio is a pretty good driver, and he didn't drink either, which meant Chutney and I had a ride home. Chutney was passed out, remember? Thanks. Thanks for that BTW. Really wholesome environment you got over there, Caroline.