10 stories in 3 sentances or less
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the_siobhan1. As a teenager I would sometimes sneak out at night to sit in the nearby ravine. I would sit in the shadows of a tree and remain motionless, and people would pass right by me without seeing me. I saw fights, people having sex, drug deals and police shakedowns without ever being caught.
2. Travelling through the US with a friend, we picked up a hitchhiker who took us to the Rainbow Gathering. 10,000 hippies camped out on the side of a mountain. It was... interesting.
3. I got my Canadian citizenship solely so that I could vote against Brian Mulroney. It took over a year because for the longest time the Canadian government could not find any records of me being in the country legally. I still got it in time.
4. When I was dating a guy who lived out in the woods in Indiana, he took me out hunting at the beginning of deer season. "Hunting" turns out to involve eating lots of junk food and sitting around in a sleeping bag in the woods. I didn't see a single deer, but a flock of wild turkeys sat at the end of my sleeping bag and kept me company for a while.
5. The first place I lived away from home was bording with my girlfriend, her grandmother and her great-grandmother. Her schizophrenic mother came to stay with us for a while during one of her "breakdowns". She locked me in the bathroom with her one day for hours so that she could talk to me about Jesus.
6. I once tentatively started to see a guy who was in Satan's Choice. That didn't last very long, mostly because he scared the living crap out of me. Not because he wasn't a nice guy - he was - but because I spent some time hanging around with him at the local clubhouse and got a good solid glimpse into just how ruthless their culture could be.
8. I was once chased through a cemetary by the police. They didn't catch me.
9. I spent my 38th birthday at a local stripclub called Jilly's playing Stripper Bingo with a bunch of friends. One of the dancers adopted us and announced that she would be donating a lapdance to the winner, at which point all the other punters in the club started asking us for cards. We got bought drinks by the homeboys in the corner and sang We All Live In A Yellow Submarine along with the naval officers at the next table.
10. I once was driven way the hell out in the middle of nowhere by a guy who then pulled the Cock Or Walk ploy on me. I walked for two hours before a passing trucker gave me a lift. The punchline is that right up until he played out that little stunt I'd had every intention of hitting on him.
2. Travelling through the US with a friend, we picked up a hitchhiker who took us to the Rainbow Gathering. 10,000 hippies camped out on the side of a mountain. It was... interesting.
3. I got my Canadian citizenship solely so that I could vote against Brian Mulroney. It took over a year because for the longest time the Canadian government could not find any records of me being in the country legally. I still got it in time.
4. When I was dating a guy who lived out in the woods in Indiana, he took me out hunting at the beginning of deer season. "Hunting" turns out to involve eating lots of junk food and sitting around in a sleeping bag in the woods. I didn't see a single deer, but a flock of wild turkeys sat at the end of my sleeping bag and kept me company for a while.
5. The first place I lived away from home was bording with my girlfriend, her grandmother and her great-grandmother. Her schizophrenic mother came to stay with us for a while during one of her "breakdowns". She locked me in the bathroom with her one day for hours so that she could talk to me about Jesus.
6. I once tentatively started to see a guy who was in Satan's Choice. That didn't last very long, mostly because he scared the living crap out of me. Not because he wasn't a nice guy - he was - but because I spent some time hanging around with him at the local clubhouse and got a good solid glimpse into just how ruthless their culture could be.
8. I was once chased through a cemetary by the police. They didn't catch me.
9. I spent my 38th birthday at a local stripclub called Jilly's playing Stripper Bingo with a bunch of friends. One of the dancers adopted us and announced that she would be donating a lapdance to the winner, at which point all the other punters in the club started asking us for cards. We got bought drinks by the homeboys in the corner and sang We All Live In A Yellow Submarine along with the naval officers at the next table.
10. I once was driven way the hell out in the middle of nowhere by a guy who then pulled the Cock Or Walk ploy on me. I walked for two hours before a passing trucker gave me a lift. The punchline is that right up until he played out that little stunt I'd had every intention of hitting on him.
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Date: 2005-02-02 05:08 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-02-02 06:03 am (UTC)you should write a book of these you know.
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Date: 2005-02-02 03:49 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-02-02 03:50 pm (UTC)Re: 10 stories in 3 sentances or less
Date: 2005-02-02 07:17 am (UTC)#10 -- what an unmitigated asshole. the irony is delicious. did you tell him before you slammed the door?
that icon, btw, is great.
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Date: 2005-02-02 03:48 pm (UTC)Re the icon: I wish I could remember where I got it so I could give credit. I'm going to have to hunt through my flist.
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Date: 2005-02-02 01:07 pm (UTC)^v^
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Date: 2005-02-02 03:42 pm (UTC)I'd be interested in hearing your stories. I thought the gathering was amazing when we just wandered into it like that. Then I started working at a pagan gathering where a lot of rainbow regulars would show up. To be fair, a lot of them were really cool, but it seemed like whenever we had people who were a huge pain in the ass it would be one of the rainbow folk.
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Date: 2005-02-02 04:25 pm (UTC)Yeah, the Drainbows can be a real problem. They aren't for me anymore. I pretty much cut most of my ties. I tried to keep in touch with some people, but they didn't want to hear that the emperor had no clothes.
I was still in contact with one friend who used to go to Rainbow Gatherings until she would go into great detail about parties she'd had, but hadn't invited me. I'm not so gimped up that I can't occasionally make a two hour car drive. I think my "aura" must be particularly ugly these days, and I wear too much black.
What Pagan Gathering did you work? I went to a few of those after I quit going to Rainbow Gatherings, until I got fed up with that too.
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Date: 2005-02-02 04:44 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-02-02 05:05 pm (UTC)I never went to Starwood. My last Pagan festival was in the early 90s.
As many issues as I have with Rainbow and Pagan Gatherings (primarily that I'm an atheist and skeptic these daze), I still miss the sense of feeling like I belong with a group.
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Date: 2005-02-04 02:32 am (UTC)Unfortunately it's also really expensive.
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