I wasn't going to do this, but . . . [courtesy jude]

[jazzfish]

Post a memory of me in the comments. (make it something solid...something that either defines our relationship or how you view me)
It can be anything you want. (But please explain it well enough so those who weren't there in person or who only know me from online will enjoy it as well)
Then post this to your journal and see what people remember of you... (if you don't want to, but would like to know my memory of you, I'll reply back to your comment in here.)

Comments

Remembering Jazzfish

[zyxwvut.livejournal.com]

My memory of you is kind of a composite -- all the times in the various International Icehouse Tournaments when we've obsessively worked against each other, allowing some other person to step in and win, causing us to go, "Huh? How'd *that* happen?" You'd think we were slow learners, or something.

Z

P.S.: Now, kindly to be returnink favor, da (http://www.livejournal.com/users/zyxwvut/22162.html)?

[platypusgirl.livejournal.com]

i remember living in Apt. 6.
There was good, and not so good.
I remember that you thought my bowls were too small for cereal - then proceeded to find the largest bowl you could. I still think of you everytime I pull something that size out of the cabinet.
I remember Moron Movies, and the decree that you weren't allowed to go the movie store by yourself anymore. Even though we all watched that horrible movie.
There are lots of little things.
Then it makes me sad that we really don't talk any more.
I guess people change and drift apart.

[narquelion.livejournal.com]

I remember early on in our project at Exegetics, one night I dreamed that you and vond had always been the same person. At the time, that didn't mean anything to you, and I doubt I could explain it in brief for an audience. But that morning I decided I should stop being afraid and trust you; not because we were friends exactly, but something simultaneously more intense and more professional.

All the moments I remember after that -- sitting in the Cellar talking about my dreams and not sure if I'm making sense any more, at Spiel occasionally being mutually delighted when I start winning at a game as you're teaching it to me -- are basically flashbacks to that one.

Sorry that isn't clear to anyone else, but it seems almost required when my primary jazzfish association is something incredible but inexplicable.

[jude.livejournal.com]

i remember meeting you in the audlob. i have a picture of you with Shauna from my junior year... I remember thinking "well if Shauna likes him he must be cool." i remember the party at Cap's house where you gave Manda a backrub that left her massively grateful but bruised for a week afterward.

area2 was the best thing ever.

and most recently, your letters and emails while i was in Germany. we were both having a kind of rough time, and i always found it a bit amazing that the two of us managed to connect and give comfort despite our relative lack of knowledge of each other.

[ndkid.livejournal.com]

Two Origins ago, I was moderating my first game of werewolf (At least, I don't remember ever moderating at Spiel beforehand). YOu were a werewolf and, first night, you point someone out, the village wakes up... and I blank. Then I panic. Then I remember you were *important* so I decide *you* must have been the werewolf. Then you slap your forehead. Then I realize I was wrong.

[nixve.livejournal.com]

Winter break previous to the past one my parents, my brother and I went to Wisp for a few days. I remember spending most of the down-time learning to juggle with the juggling balls you'd given me for Christmas, and re-reading Book of Jhereg. While I was snow-shoeing in the woods I'd think about American Gods which you'd loaned me and I'd just finished.

And I remember really, really wanting to be back at a computer so I could talk to you about the books and to tell you about all the neat stuff I was doing.

[idoru.livejournal.com]

i remember clips, sightings and continual introductions [oh, this is STILL tucker, is it? like the LAST time we randomly came across him someplace like RenFest?]

i remember receiving my first bruising massage at a gathering at Cap's place, which i think is the first time i ever saw you when we WEREN'T just in passing.
i think it's funny that we know each other more through LJ than through regular human interaction, as we've happened upon each other for years.
i remember being surprised you seemed so appreciative of the things i/sarah had to say back when you were posting confusion, because you barely KNEW me.

i find, curiously enough, [though i haven't read any of the Song of Fire and Ice for a while] that you might be eternally tied with ned stark in my mind now.

[tango.livejournal.com]

I don't have a good specific memory. You're very easygoing and friendly and this is generally exemplified by a smiling grin and nodding of your head while reaching a difficult decision during any sort of game.

[beracjade.livejournal.com]

more of a snippet than a full memory, it's of you standing in audlob your senior year, arms outstretched to the sides, and saying "i....am a tree." typically followed by several people tickling you.



no one understands when i say that now. [grin]

[scathach.livejournal.com]

I feel late.

I remember all kind of things : those damnable reese pieces st Basquiat; moonlit nights at the neighborhood tennis court, sitting in your car outside my house, asking who Emily was, singing Loreena McKennit to you, you showing up at a party with this album called "Earthling".... wearing your class ring around my neck for so long that I had a permanent bruise on my sternum, you in Lion in Winter (on VHS, as I missed the original), you at August Eve, you, you, you. I'd forgotten many of them, to remember them again.