I am the opposite. Wondering if there is something there I totally missed due to my lack of book/movie culture. lol Sometimes I don't see the things until they are explained.
Something I like about the stack. I get all kinds of great book and film recommendations to get me out the 90s cave I am stuck in. I have learned a lot about cool things hidden in stories.
I was actually just thinking about this earlier... I was walking with my aunt when I was a kid. It was a sunny day and by the time we stopped for a drink, the water had been soaking up the rays for a while. I had been expecting the water to be cold (as though it could have been anything else)... Imagine my surprise... But now, when sun-warmed water touches my lips, I'm a kid on a walk - at least for a moment.
I once saw a video of a bird repeating its flock call not realising it was the last of its flock. Quite a depressing sight. I imagine the last cries of the wild Chi Chi teared on the heat stings in a similar fashion.
My family’s call back is putting one finger in the air and saying “engage” with a German accent.
This arose because my grandpa, a Holocaust survivor, made all his descendants return to Austria when they turned 17, (he was forced out in his teens) and he would take us on fast-paced marches through Vienna’s cemeteries to find the resting places of relatives, the kind of excursions where you wondered how he was managing at his age in the heat. He had no map and was going by memory. When he found a grave he’d put his right pointer finger up in the air, and twist it back and forth from the wrist, like a hand-dance move to call us over.
However, my dad, the son-in-law to my Grandpa, got fed up with all the walking and started mocking him and doing the same thing, but referencing Star Trek’s “engage” because my grandpa also looked like Captain Picard. And because in Austria above the doors it said “Eingang” and my dad, not a German speaker, took this to mean exit, which was funny paired with the grave sites, and it also sounded to him like the Star Trek Next Generation “Engage” though it actually means entrance. This became so funny it was all we could do to hide it from my grandpa and not fall apart every time my dad did it.
We still do it to this day with everyone in the family though it’s now been 26 years since that grave tour.
Lex will be a great interview. He's Thoughtful and engaged. Thunder is currently attempting to shake the house apart. Rain on a metal roof is better than xanax. May stay home and watch Animal House despite my confidence that I'll miss the quiz by a few hours.
October 16, 2006 I was at my In laws watching Bears v Cardinals on Monday night football. The Cards were trouncing the bumbling Bears until late in the fourth when the Bears came back and won.
The late Dennis Green, Cardinals coach at the time, had a meltdown at the after game press conference.
Right before storming off he yelled
“They are who we thought they were! And we let them off the hook!”
Ever since, me and my father in law insert the name of whatever team just had a great comeback and pretend we’re the losing team’s coach.
e.g. The Knicks are who we thought they were and we let them off the hook!
What I find most intriguing about this post/essay/selection (and I may be missing the message) is that you only nursed one beer in your past, especially as someone who tried AA. Sidenote, it frustrates me that people solicited you for publishing. While I love the community and fellowship, I relate more to their thinking than drinking (and also long for something similar that revolves around creating art).
Call-outs and call-backs remind me of two things. One, while dating during COVID, coaches suggested wearing masks with your favorite sports team to start up a conversation. Two, my boyfriend says that having a beard elicits call-outs like "Hey, nice beard," from other men. Never experienced either.
Let me say it first. My mustache has finally come back into style!
Congratulations on getting on Lex's podcast. I look forward to listening to the conversation.
❤️
Thank you. Please send Monica a heart.
On it :) @Monica Drake ❤️
And, yes, the Chi-Chi's cry was just like the barking dogs in '101 Dalmatians.'
I watched "Animal House" and I even have a couple of answers prepped because I think I know.
I am the opposite. Wondering if there is something there I totally missed due to my lack of book/movie culture. lol Sometimes I don't see the things until they are explained.
I also have that voice in my head too. Lol
Something I like about the stack. I get all kinds of great book and film recommendations to get me out the 90s cave I am stuck in. I have learned a lot about cool things hidden in stories.
Oh 💯!
I was actually just thinking about this earlier... I was walking with my aunt when I was a kid. It was a sunny day and by the time we stopped for a drink, the water had been soaking up the rays for a while. I had been expecting the water to be cold (as though it could have been anything else)... Imagine my surprise... But now, when sun-warmed water touches my lips, I'm a kid on a walk - at least for a moment.
When reading this, I thought at first they were yelling in pain and that it was going to turn out they all got crabs.
Happy Birthday Monica! And thank you for sharing this story!!
So handsome
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👀=oh wow, wild about Hungary + 👀= chi-chis
I once saw a video of a bird repeating its flock call not realising it was the last of its flock. Quite a depressing sight. I imagine the last cries of the wild Chi Chi teared on the heat stings in a similar fashion.
Great piece!
My family’s call back is putting one finger in the air and saying “engage” with a German accent.
This arose because my grandpa, a Holocaust survivor, made all his descendants return to Austria when they turned 17, (he was forced out in his teens) and he would take us on fast-paced marches through Vienna’s cemeteries to find the resting places of relatives, the kind of excursions where you wondered how he was managing at his age in the heat. He had no map and was going by memory. When he found a grave he’d put his right pointer finger up in the air, and twist it back and forth from the wrist, like a hand-dance move to call us over.
However, my dad, the son-in-law to my Grandpa, got fed up with all the walking and started mocking him and doing the same thing, but referencing Star Trek’s “engage” because my grandpa also looked like Captain Picard. And because in Austria above the doors it said “Eingang” and my dad, not a German speaker, took this to mean exit, which was funny paired with the grave sites, and it also sounded to him like the Star Trek Next Generation “Engage” though it actually means entrance. This became so funny it was all we could do to hide it from my grandpa and not fall apart every time my dad did it.
We still do it to this day with everyone in the family though it’s now been 26 years since that grave tour.
Hah!
A celebration of boob
Lex will be a great interview. He's Thoughtful and engaged. Thunder is currently attempting to shake the house apart. Rain on a metal roof is better than xanax. May stay home and watch Animal House despite my confidence that I'll miss the quiz by a few hours.
October 16, 2006 I was at my In laws watching Bears v Cardinals on Monday night football. The Cards were trouncing the bumbling Bears until late in the fourth when the Bears came back and won.
The late Dennis Green, Cardinals coach at the time, had a meltdown at the after game press conference.
Right before storming off he yelled
“They are who we thought they were! And we let them off the hook!”
Ever since, me and my father in law insert the name of whatever team just had a great comeback and pretend we’re the losing team’s coach.
e.g. The Knicks are who we thought they were and we let them off the hook!
It’s never not funny to us.
https://youtu.be/SWmQbk5h86w
What I find most intriguing about this post/essay/selection (and I may be missing the message) is that you only nursed one beer in your past, especially as someone who tried AA. Sidenote, it frustrates me that people solicited you for publishing. While I love the community and fellowship, I relate more to their thinking than drinking (and also long for something similar that revolves around creating art).
Call-outs and call-backs remind me of two things. One, while dating during COVID, coaches suggested wearing masks with your favorite sports team to start up a conversation. Two, my boyfriend says that having a beard elicits call-outs like "Hey, nice beard," from other men. Never experienced either.