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GMCfosho feat. The Sun (the actual sun): I One Dis Game

Relevant to how I feel when I play the Haunted Mansion minigame on the WiiU

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21, 24, 31, 34, and 38.

21: Talk about a time you had to turn someone down.

I’ve got a good one for this.

I was 14, and in musical theatre. I had a small part as the lawyer Mr. Carmichael in “A Little Princess.” One day near the end of a rehearsal, a girl I didn’t know walked up to me and said rather bluntly, “My friend wants to know if you have a girlfriend.”

"…No." I was rather confused at the question. The girl left quickly.

In less than a minute she was back, with “My friend wants to know if you want a girlfriend.”

That made things a bit clearer. “I’m lookin’,” I said, trying to sound suave and feeling like I had succeeded.

She ran off, and came back with another question. I don’t know what it was, but I remember that my answer was something along the lines of “Who’s asking all of this?” The girl, having no respect for the secrecy of it all, immediately led me over to a member of the stage crew, a very pretty girl 1 year older than me, named Katie.

At first I was just dumbfounded. “You were the one who sent her to ask those questions?” I was sitting in a chair across from her,my voice hesitant. She nodded.

"And you asked them because… you… like me?" She nodded again.

This kind of thing simply did not happen to me. I didn’t really know what to do. But at the end of rehearsal, when the director was giving parting instructions and all of us kids were sitting in the theatre seats, I lightly touched me hand to hers, and she smiled and took it.

I told my brothers about it on the way home, and thus told my mom, as she was driving. She was instantly on High Alert. This girl was trouble, she was convinced. At first it’s just hugs, she said, “then next thing you know you’re bumpin’ and grindin’ in a corner.”

That seemed a bit extreme to me, but my mom was adamant that I wasn’t ready to have a girlfriend, and wouldn’t be until I was 16. The next rehearsal we had, Katie gave me a sheet of notebook paper saying simply “I love you!” in big, colorful letters. In response, I sat her down and told her that in my family we took the word “love” very seriously, and that I couldn’t do this anymore.

She took it very hard; other girls in the cast & crew came to chastise me, telling me she was crying backstage. As bad as it was, it was made worse when my mom went backstage, found her, and basically told her that she would be a bad influence on me.

This resulted in a very bitter girl telling everyone that it was my “mommy” that broke us up. It was a less than pleasant episode.

24: Talk about something someone told you that meant a lot.

A lot of things qualify for this. I pick… Before I left Tallahassee, I was getting a ride home from Cal and Patrick, and Patrick told me that I was one of the best friends he’d had. I was touched; sometimes I get so absorbed in the now of relationships that I don’t step back and really take in how close I’ve gotten with my good friends.

31: Talk about what you think death is like.

Our Selves are the pattern of thoughts and emotions we have over time. Without the consciousness of our experiences, we’re just little organic machines; life, as I see it, is in our awareness, not biologically but practically. This awareness is precious to me, and the concept of being without it, of no longer having a perspective with which to experience being, is terrifying to me, but that’s what I think death is. I haven’t given too much thought to the transition, but occasionally I contemplate the other side of things, and I can’t quite fathom how empty it would be.

34: Talk about the worst physical pain you’ve endured.

Interesting question. I’ve skinned both knees, cut my leg deeply, cracked my shin and fractured my pinkie (that last one while trying to execute a diving roll over a waist-high bush when I was 10 or so) but the worst pain I can remember is when I was at summer camp. I was maybe 13, and I tried to do a leaning turn, I think, and I leaned so hard I skinned my elbow. But that wasn’t the hurt; the hurt came when my mom scrubbed the skinned area with rubbing alcohol. The pain is memorable because I remember howling, literally howling, at the burning. I’ve never done that since.

38: Talk about songs that remind you of certain people.

This doesn’t happen too often. Mostly I just associate songs with themselves, but there are a few.

Melody: Tighten Up, because we did it together at karaoke one time

Terri: Blame it on the Rain because she made me do my worst karaoke performances ever, Tell Me Something Good because she inspired one of my best, and the Skifcha song because it makes me think of her Word of the Day blog.

Evan: Loot to Boot, the theme song of the Evan and Michael Show.

Alyssa: Don’t Worry, Be Happy because of a story that she would literally murder me for telling you.

I also am reminded of an old friend named Stephanie when I think of Pass the Dutchie.

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