It’s been pretty quiet on the blog-o-sphere front for a while now. (And what shape exactly IS a blog-o-sphere?)
Recently, someone from the relatively recent past dredged up the fact that I used to wear glasses. Thick, Buddy Holly type glasses. A lot of times I forget that I wore them for so long, having Lasik for a little less than ten years now. So this person called and said, “Hey, you look like Buddy Holley right?”.
It wasn’t surprising, since I’m sure that everyone from my childhood remembers me with glasses on. Think of the mental images in your head of some of your friends with glasses. Naturally, you imagine them with glasses on. Even though this person had seen me since and KNEW I had Lasik, their mental image of me had those glasses on.
Here’s what they remember (excuse the non-internet quality – this is a really old badge):
In the span of about 2 or 3 years, it became: (Oooh. AND HIPPA Certified!)
So, the first one is what he thinks of when he thought of me. Even though he’d seen the second “me” in the period of time that he knew me.
Story time:
When I was in elementary school, video games “came of age”. I suppose I was 10, and arcades were EVERYWHERE. Rooms of video games. With the sole purpose of sucking quarters. Old school, no bill acceptors built into these puppies. Dragon’s Lair, Space Ace, Defender, Pac Man, Burger Time, Q-Bert, Joust, Galaga, Tron, etc, etc.
So, one time I got invited to a church “lock-in”. I supposed I was getting invited to a lot of church events, but that’s pretty much how my friends rolled. This specific lock-in was a lock-in in an ARCADE with FREE PLAY. You cannot imagine how pumped I was. I was completely addicted to video games, and this was like a dream.
We attended some pre-lock-in activities, which included a spaghetti dinner. Now, until recently, spaghetti dinners and me were not friends. Looking back, I think it had a lot to do with how much I was NOT eating as a kid. Pretty much no breakfast, crappy carb lunch, then more or less no dinner. In my excitement of the lock-in, I ate even LESS that day, and so we hit that dinner. Well, loading up on more carbs with no protein all day long I quickly crashed into a massive sinus/migraine headache.
We were about to leave to the arcade and I was dizzy, sweating profusely, and then I threw up all over the front steps of the church.
Needless to say, they took me home and I missed out on what would have probably been the highlight of my childhood.
Lastly, I love Zapps. That is all.