Damn my misspent youth!!! What the *hell* was I thinking, out in that fresh air and sunshine all the time, climbing trees and racing the tough boys on my dragster???!!! (I won! I won! Thankyou very much!)
Ah, I managed to catch a few cool, violent 'toons and stuff when my Catholic, ABC parents weren't watching! Nothing like the tasty, dazzling aura of the forbidden to turn you into a sci-fi freak for life!
Too old for Transformers etc. really at the time, but now that I'm a minor revhead, I can dig them a whole lot more! Waaaaaay more into the Planet and Star Wars action figures, though!
(Mikey Sammy, my mate Zaius has *every one* of the original SW figures *still in boxes* as well as a set for playing with!! Wahoo! They make for a hilarious trip!
Tiggerchic... Empire rocks over all the others!)
And, funnily enough, Karma has arranged it that my boss is *exactly* like Penelope from The Thunderbirds! Meetings are hilarious!
Well... to (reluctantly) return to topic, I have to admit I am usually too shy to talk to anybody except the people I am there with; unless I am so chemically enhanced that the vibe overcomes all else!
I am really new to raves and electronic music, too, so will usually be listening to the music
and the talk of same.
But, hey, if you see a shy little bananafish hanging around the pool tables at 1 am at Chemistry, pick up a pool cue and whistle up your cloud; and just come on over and bring up the old sci-fi/ cars/ bikes/ clothes/ music and any weird supernatural shit, and you'll have me talking in no time!
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"It was not by making yourself heard but by staying sane that you carried on the human heritage...Perhaps a lunatic was simply a minority of one." Orwell