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I know. I smiled.
posted by
Captain_Gulliver
on March 27, 2006 at 9:44 AM
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I was just teasing you, anyway ...
posted by
Mademoiselle
on March 27, 2006 at 9:29 AM
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2 minutes to read, AND comment.
posted by
Captain_Gulliver
on March 27, 2006 at 8:52 AM
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Thank you so much, Gulliver ...
that is very sweet of you to say.
P.S. It took you two minutes to read that?
posted by
Mademoiselle
on March 27, 2006 at 8:50 AM
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That's all you treasure from your childhood, Una?
posted by
Mademoiselle
on March 27, 2006 at 8:48 AM
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Try Lunesta, shypettite.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on March 27, 2006 at 8:47 AM
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LOL: Clever!
I don't know whether I should be offended that I just wasted 2 minutes of my day, that I will never get back, reading a memory about nothing or laud your praises for yet another brilliantly original, and well written post!!!
LOL...even your posts about nothing are entertaining! Well done!
posted by
Captain_Gulliver
on March 27, 2006 at 7:19 AM
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My treasured childhood memory
is watching the cartoon "Heidy" .
posted by
una01
on March 27, 2006 at 1:01 AM
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yeah, me too.
posted by
shypettite
on March 26, 2006 at 11:58 PM
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Kinda sleepy, actually.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on March 26, 2006 at 9:15 PM
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MPO,
But how did the cows, lake and mountains and food make you
FEEL?
posted by
Blanche.
on March 26, 2006 at 8:42 PM
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Actually, Ann, I wouldn't mind forgetting much of the present, either.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on March 26, 2006 at 7:00 PM
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That would certainly explain a lot, DarrkeThoughts.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on March 26, 2006 at 6:59 PM
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I don't remember specifis details from childhood either.
The present matters more. You've won 6 clicks!
(A)
posted by
A-and-B
on March 26, 2006 at 2:17 PM
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It was that park...
I think I was there too...we played in that hampster wheel thing and you bumped your head pretty bad...looks like you're still recovering...
posted by
DarrkeThoughts
on March 26, 2006 at 2:08 PM
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That's a great philosophy, smartdog ...
I'll try to keep telling myself that ...
assuming I can remember it.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on March 26, 2006 at 11:31 AM
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MP
Who needs memory when you've got imagination to fill in the blanks :).
Be well,
-smartdog
posted by
smartdog_670
on March 26, 2006 at 11:25 AM
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Actually, Nanaroo, it's always foremost in my memory.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on March 26, 2006 at 10:32 AM
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I remember seeing that one too, FoF!
I think.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on March 26, 2006 at 10:30 AM
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Plus, Ariala, they're the kinds of memories that really stay with you ...
and last a lifetime.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on March 26, 2006 at 10:28 AM
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I've actually narrowed the location down, Corbin ...
to somewhere in the continental United States.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on March 26, 2006 at 10:27 AM
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I kinda sorta recall reading something somewhat similar, Jack ...
though I wasn't 100% sure where ... or
who it was by.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on March 26, 2006 at 10:25 AM
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M.P.O.
sounds like you had to dig deep for this one!
posted by
Nanaroo
on March 26, 2006 at 7:50 AM
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Gee this reminds me of
something I read somewhere one day. It was by some blogger. Maybe.
posted by
FactorFiction
on March 26, 2006 at 7:46 AM
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It's memories like these that touch us...yeah, right there. hahahaha
posted by
Ariala
on March 26, 2006 at 7:03 AM
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I've been to a place just like that........
only different.........
posted by
Corbin_Dallas
on March 26, 2006 at 6:09 AM
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mpo,
At first I thought you post had wrung a bell, but now I'm not sure I heard it wring.
posted by
Jack_Flash
on March 26, 2006 at 1:22 AM
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mpo,
That seems like a post that I did recently. I think I was there, but I don't remember whether I was actually there. Then I did a post about it, but now I can't find it. Some people commented, but I can't remember whether it was that post or another. I'm not even sure whether I posted it, because now it seems that I was going to, but decided I better not. And there were some spooky jungle gyms in the dark that I bumped my head on. And some children were playing, but I could only hear them. They were nowhere in sight.
That reminds me. I need to take some pictures of ghost dogs in the back yard. They keep barking at passers by. I know they're out there; I just need to go see. I think I better go and look right now.
Is this really serious, or have I gone nuts?
posted by
Jack_Flash
on March 26, 2006 at 1:14 AM
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I've been to many similar locales since then, Cesium ...
but none that really rung a bell.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on March 26, 2006 at 12:04 AM
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Actually, Prof, I think I was like twelve.
I guess I've just subconsciously blocked out the memory.
I wish I could do the same thing with my entire childhood.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on March 26, 2006 at 12:01 AM
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Interesting
Have you gone back to that kind of setting since then? If so did it make you feel like you had come home?
posted by
AlienInsomniac
on March 25, 2006 at 11:59 PM
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Memory.
Dear Madame.. Memory starts to accumulate in our brains between 3 to 4 years of age. According to your story, I guess you were between that age. The trouble with those times is we still don't have digital cameras which makes taking photographs a bit expensive. What about if you dig your old photos and maybe you may remember that place.
cheers and regards.. 
Prof
posted by
PROF-SUMAKEL33
on March 25, 2006 at 11:39 PM
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Why thank you, Billy ...
some memories truly are
indelibly etched in one's mind.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on March 25, 2006 at 11:35 PM
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MPO - this is as poignant as most of the entries on Blogit - nice job
posted by
FreeManWalking
on March 25, 2006 at 11:12 PM
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