YAQ: Sort of. I suppose I'll play along too...

[vakkotaur]

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, you may (not must) post this little paragraph on your blog and be surprised (or mortified) about what people DON'T ACTUALLY remember about you.

Comments

[kiwihunter8.livejournal.com]

Remember that time we were in Mexico and when it came time to cross the border back in the U.S., you couldn't find your wallet and we though for a minute we'd be stuck in Mexico!??

Man that was close. How did your wallet get in the back seat, anyway?

[vakkotaur.livejournal.com]

I'm still trying to work that one out. Since I was never even in that particular car, I suppose it had to be the infamous Wallet Gremlins.

[chakawolf.livejournal.com]

I guess it would be the years we spent together at ILM. You'd draw animation cells and I'd keep the trail hot to the cafeteria getting coffee. "More coffee!" you'd scream, and off I'd go to fetch it, killing myself laughing. Then we'd build towers with the empty cups to annoy the boss. What ever happened to him anyway?

[vakkotaur.livejournal.com]

Oh, him? I think he's mixed up with the MPAA now. It figures, doesn't it?

[altivo.livejournal.com]

You mean like the time at that con in North Carolina when you took those incriminating photos of me with the guy in the rhino suit? Boy was he mad. Especially when he tried to take the film out of the camera and found out it was digital... Now remember you promised not to post those to the web. ;D

[vakkotaur.livejournal.com]

Wait, I thought I gave you the memory card with those pictures. If you don't have them, and I don't have them... Uh oh.

[melskunk.livejournal.com]

Honestly, I can't help but remember when you tried to go to Anthrocon, and ended up at Antwerpcon, the premere international convention of Belgies. Man, and what were the odds you'd bump into me at the Frites and Bier stand while you were looking for a cab out of Harrisburg? I know you didn't plan the weekend to be full of cavorting amongst people in Tintin and Smurf costumes while playing "Flemish Tag" , but it was a heck of a time, and I enjoyed it right until I got arrested at the "doods hond" party for impersonating a Rubens.

[vakkotaur.livejournal.com]

That was... one of the most bewildering things I've ever experienced. Certainly not bad, but very, very strange. It took looking at the photos to convince me it was real. I was sure someone slipped me some LSD or something.

[nefaria.livejournal.com]

I remember when you blew up the Earth, and we were on the moon watching it go splodey. We sat on the moon and drank champagne until we fainted, then we ran out of air and died, and Santa Claus sleighed over and buried us under the north pole to serve as an endless food supply for his elves.

[vakkotaur.livejournal.com]

It was quite a show. And so that's what happened.

[kelloggs2066.livejournal.com]

So, are you going to show up at Linucon again next year? :)

[vakkotaur.livejournal.com]

And I'll be speaking about OS/380 again, too.

[jdm314.livejournal.com]

Remember that time Hercules came over to your house, and even though you warned him not to open the beer, he did, and all your centaur friends smelled it and stampeded in? Man, that was a mess. It's a good thing I was there to keep him from accidentally shooting you!

[vakkotaur.livejournal.com]

Oh, yeah that was quite a ruckus. But please, that centaur and alcohol thing is a stereotype that needs to end. It wasn't the smell of the beer at all, but the *POP* when it was opened... well, sudden loud noises are problematic in the best of circumstances.

[cathyr19355.livejournal.com]

Remember that horrible afternoon when we were stuck in a traffic jam in New York City near the Lincoln Tunnel?

[vakkotaur.livejournal.com]

Alas, I do remember that. And I've been trying so hard to forget, too.

[jcw-da-dmg.livejournal.com]

I'd have to go with the time we robbed the bank in Tijuana and spent all the money on a used Ford Pinto.

[vakkotaur.livejournal.com]

Ack! Quiet about that. Not just that they might still be on the case, but the result was just plain embarrassing. We'd have been far better off with the other kind of Pinto.

[altivo.livejournal.com]

other kind of Pinto.

You mean a pinto bean, of course? ;P

[vakkotaur.livejournal.com]

Even a pinto bean would have been both more useful and less dangerous, yes.

[kinkyturtle.livejournal.com]

I remember when I helped you invent the Paul Bunyan technique, that method of increasing one's height up to tenfold, using only breathing, meditation and biofeedback processes that anyone could do, given enough practice. And we were trying it outside, and we kept bumping our heads on tree branches...

It was annoying at the time, but the more I think back on it, the more I think it must have looked like a slapstick comedy, and I can't help laughing!

[vakkotaur.livejournal.com]

Heh, I suppose. But it was slam-branch at the time. At least we didn't try that indoors a second time. Sure I was swinging from a chandelier, but not in a pleasant way!

[temperlj.livejournal.com]

Remember Thailand? Where you'd bought that Buddah full of topaz from the street vendor. I wouldn't have gone for the restaurant the transvestite prostitute suggested but you were high on multi-culuralism and wouldn't heed my warnings.

I felt bad stealing the moped to get out of there but hey, I'm SO not going on a trip with you again.

[vakkotaur.livejournal.com]

Multi-culturalism? Well, I suppose I must have been high on something. Someone must've slipped me something. I thought that tea tasted a bit odd. I remember stuff after that, but it's all rather fuzzy. And the topaz turned out to be... not exactly topaz, but that's another (horror) story.

Fake huh?

[calamitycougar.livejournal.com]

Hmmmmmm.

We went to a fancy place and drank wine rather then Beer. We got thare in a fancy car rather then riding in a pickup truck. Um. It was one of those forend cars and we remarked how much better they are then the American stuff made and we believed it too.

this is hard.

Well after all that. We did stuff.

After doing stuff and well sat on the porch and talked about the stuff we did.

[vakkotaur.livejournal.com]

That was something. I must have had a quite a bit of that wine to have tried to fit myself in a car.

[vaeladven.livejournal.com]

I remember this one time when I busted out my awesome boombox and played Smooth Criminal while dressed like Michael Jackson was in the video. You were all like, 'Whoa! It's MJ!'... and I was like, "Yes.. I am the king of pop! OW!" then proceeded to moonwalk past you. Only then I realized you were talking about Michael Jordan, who happended to be standing behind me at the time when you said it, when he stepped up to shake your hand.

[vakkotaur.livejournal.com]

So that's who that was! I didn't truly recognize him. I wonder why I even said that, or at least something that sounded like it. It's not like I knew.