Friday, January 11, 2019

Saturday 9

Saturday 9: I Forgot to Remember to Forget (1955)
Unfamiliar with this week's tune? Hear it here.

1) Elvis sings that he thinks about this girl all the time. What person or topic is on your mind this Saturday? My nephew. I'm having lunch with him one last time before he returns to college for the spring semester.

2) He wants to forget the day he met his girl, but simply can't. Think about someone very important in your life. Did you know right away that they were going to be influential? I'll go with Joanna. I wouldn't refer to her as influential, exactly, but she certainly always impressed me. I met her through my classic movie Meet Up. She's always impressed me with her style -- everything she does has a touch of glamour -- and I recall being very surprised and flattered when she wanted to get together away from the movies. 

Since this week's song is about memories, let's check on how well you recall events in your own life.

3) What was the first concert you ever attended? Bobby Sherman at The Auditorium Theater in 1970. Me, my oldest friend, and 3000 other pre-pubescent girls. Sure, go ahead and mock. But you wish you could rock 70s fringe like Bobby.

4) Where did you get your first piercing? (Not only where on your body, but who did the deed and where did they do it?) One in each ear. It was done by "a professional" (at least I had to pay her for the service) at the jewelry store inside a local hotel.

5) What's the name of the bank where you had your first checking account? Harris Bank. They gave away plush Hubert the Harris Lions, which were crazy popular in Chicagoland. (They bent the rules a little and gave me one for $500 in my first-ever checking account.)

6) Tell us about your first bicycle. A pink Schwinn coaster bike. Pink and white streamers from the handles.

7) Who received the first text you ever sent? I'm sorry I don't remember.

8) What had you been drinking when you suffered your first hangover? Harvey Wallbangers.

9) Whose was the first wedding you ever attended? I've told this story before, so if you remember it, excuse the redundancy. When I was in Kindergarten, I was madly in love with our neighbor's adult son. Billy had shiny black hair and always, always wore black t-shirts. Sigh. He came home on weekends to do his laundry and wash his car in his parents' driveway. He let me suds up his hubcaps and told me that, since I was such a good helper, he would marry me some day. What a lying sack of shit Billy turned out to be! He had no intention of ever making this 5-year-old Gal his wife. What's worse, when he married someone else, my parents dragged me to the wedding. It was my older sister's first wedding, too, and she was transfixed by the beautiful bride. Not me. I was all about the faithless groom. To her dying day, it made my mom smile to remember how sullen I was about losing "my husband."


  1. Oh my, I'd forgotten about Bobby Sherman. I remember he made my little 5 year old heart (give or take) beat a little faster. I can't remember the song, but I had one of those records you used to cut out of the back of the cereal box and I played it to death.

    1. ♫ Hey, little woman! Please make up your mind
      You've got to come into my world ♪
      ♪ ♫ Leave your world behind
      Come on now
      ♫ ♪ Na na na na na na na na na
      You got to
      Come down from that cloud girl and ♪ ♫
      ♪ Leave your world behind ♫

  2. Oh how I love your Billy story! I had not heard it. Poor Gal! Loved your answers! Have a nice weekend.

  3. Great answers. we gals can really associate with each others miseries and joys!!!

  4. You have told that story before but it always makes me smile to think of you so sullen and angry over the loss of your "husband." I'm glad Henry seems to be doing better. Hang in there.

  5. Seems several of us had Schwinn bicycles, probably hasn't been as good a bike since then. I had not heard the Billy story, quite amusing.

  6. Ha- I remember those Harris bank stuffed animals. I did not have one however, I did have a couple of Cuddly Duddlies.


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