Okay, my turn

[filenotch]

If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, (even if we don't speak often or ever) please post a comment with a COMPLETELY MADE UP AND FICTIONAL memory of you and me.It can be anything you want - good or bad - BUT IT HAS TO BE FAKE

Comments

[tesserae_]

Louis the Hotel furniture and a cracked marble floor, and a man tending bar who looked a little like Ronnie Wood, but I still don't see how your wristbands were responsible for all that damage to the walls unless they really were plaster, and not marble like the lawyers said.

[filenotch]

I never took to the studded wristband. Spikes, and spikes only. It's not my fault the contractor gypped them with soapstone.

[folk]

I'll never forgive you for the incident in the Waffle House in Piedmont. The phrase "Texas Toast" still makes me shudder, and I can't look at a waffle iron without wanting to cry.

[filenotch]

That cook deserved it.

[folk]

True. I have to say, the word "kerning" will never look the same for me.

[filenotch]

No one wearing a grease-stained apron should ever get into a typesetting argument with you. I'm just saying.

[filenotch]

The idea, perhaps, but the execution will never compare. Your engineering skills are legend.