Over at Creative Coconuts, Marisa recently asked us about our experience on the “island in the middle of the internet”. She was wondering if it is just one more thing on our technology “to-do” list, or if it is providing the community that we hoped for when we signed up. Luckily for me, it’s been a great experience, and I’ve “met” lots of people that I hope to meet in person one day (possibly next year!). I’m really enjoying getting to know my online friends better.
Earlier today, my son was wondering who I would call my best friend? According to him, I wasn’t allowed to pick my husband. Well, that’s easy: my BFF and SSS (that’s sweet soul sister, for those of you who haven’t listened to The Cult in a while) Angela. We have known each other since high school. We first met in Grade 10, when Ang had the poor luck of being paired with me for a skating performance in gym class. She ended up pushing me on a chair, because I couldn’t skate. Now that I’ve started writing this, a ton of stories are pouring into my head. There are too many to write about! We have had a lifetime together already.
- putting our competition aside to work together on our Grade 13 art project. We made each other tapes with our own music on it (mine was heavy, thrashy, alternative – think Jane’s Addiction and Ministry; hers was soothing, mellow and beautiful – think Enya and Loreena McKennitt), then painted while blindfolded and listening to the other person’s music. Once that was done, we ripped it up and used it for a massive collage piece.
- The Cult, Depeche Mode and Rolling Stones concerts. Especially the Depeche Mode concert – we literally couldn’t hear for a full day or more after it. Plus, the other stuff that happened.
- Bel and Ang “Sing the Classics” (off-key, on purpose), while Ang’s brother bangs on her bedroom wall for us to shut up
- writing new lyrics to “Wild Boys” (by Duran Duran) for our school
- talking on the phone right after school was over
- taping phone conversations with boys we liked
- sleepovers and going to the kitchen at 2 am for pears
- Ang coming over the night before an essay was due to use my computer
- Ang’s surprise party for me in my basement (I was surprised!!)
- listening to Chris Isaak on the way to Tobermory
- harmonizing to “More than Words” on our way to figure drawing class in Guelph
- Ang visiting last summer – dancing together and finally working through some really old crap about jealousy. Also, we slept in separate bedrooms, but kept yelling to each other down the hall, still giddy from dancing with the guy with the wacky name – Shine, was it?
This is a huge understatement, but I know I am leaving out a ton of stuff here. I may have to do a Part II some day. I am realizing now just how many of my memories are centered around music. No wonder they are such strong memories! I wish we lived closer to each other, but luckily we see each other at least once a year.