Friday, September 21, 2007

Random Memories from Fairfax

Growing up I lived on Fairfax Street across from a girl named Alison. She later went on to become a huge ho, but that's beside the point. I played in her backyard a lot. We had a club in an "alleyway" behind her house that we shared with Kyle, our neighbor. (He and I both wore Jams shorts a lot.) Anyway... It was actually just the space between 2 backyard fences because there was an electrical box. We'd hang out on the box and do whatever 4th and 5th graders do. One day a lady that lived on one side of the fence came and told us that we couldn't play back there. That it was "dangerous." Well, we were so old and cool and knew that this woman was just stupid. So... we found old rotten tomatoes (I have no idea where they came from) and we threw them at her driveway. Then we wrote a long letter about how we live in America and can play where ever we want to and addressed it to "Miss Squishybutt or Miss Holey Head." We wired it onto the driver-side mirror of her husband's truck. Ok, we were retarded because we signed our names- me, Alison and Kyle. First and last!! We also accidently scratched his truck with the wire. Yeah- we got in trouble. I think I got grounded or something. I know Alison did. I think Kyle may have denied it... I can't remember.
Another thing Alison and I did was make up a dance. It was to "We Built This City" by Starship. All I remember is that I did cartwheels- a bunch of cartwheels. And I was *awesome*. I also learned to play football with Alison and Kyle. "1 Mississippi. 2 Mississippi..."
I also had a crush on the boy down the street in the 6th or 7th grade. His name was Ryan. I think he was my boyfriend for like 2 weeks or something. He vandalized an empty house with a guy named David. I was friends with David in high school. He remembered meeting me with Ryan. We were talking about it one day and he said, "Yeah, I don't know why I thought those jeans I had on were so cool." I couldn't believe he remembered the jeans. Do guys do that? Remember outfits? He had on stonewashed jeans that he had cut all the way up both sides and then laced fluorescent green shoe strings thru. They were bad. Anyway, he and Ryan trashed the inside of this house and being the good girl I was... I busted them. I had to talk to cops and everything. Ryan got in trouble. So did David. They both forgave me and my conscience is clear...regarding that incident anyway.

Anyway... those are some random memories from Fairfax street. I've always had a gift for remembering weird, unimportant, random things. You can ask my sister.

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wendy said...

first! Woohoo! living in Hawaii has it's advantages.

I thought I was over visiting Amanda's blog, and I couldn't figure out why it didn't really seem like her voice. It took me all the way to the bad jeans to realize where I was!

I love the note tied to your neighbors truck. smrt!

Nancy Face said...

I am laughing my head off about what you did to Miss Squishybutt! That's AMAZING, hahaha! :D

No Cool Story said...

Will this be a regular feature? Because I's be liking it.
I had to google Jams shorts. What were we thinking? Truly difeous "half trousers, half shorts" Jam!

My friends and I had a "We built this city" dance. Not as awesome as yours of course, and now that I think of it, it looked more like a very lame Carlton dance.
Can you believe they played that song at parties?

Dana said...

Jams were cool! Okay, so maybe I was a dork and they weren't cool but whatever.

I can't believe you signed your names! I thought you were sneakier than that.

Kayelyn said...

Way to stand up for your rights, to that old prude miss Squishybutt. Doesn't she know that 4th and 5th graders are smart and can take care of themselves.

Of course, the world was a very different place in those days. It probably would be very dangerous today. and they don't have cool places to have a club like that anymore. They had to clean up the towns cause the druggies left their needles around.

Man those were the days.

Got your good mail. I love that you sent me a little note. It came on a good day. Thanks.

Nettie said...

I wish you were my friend as a kid!

We had one of those electrical boxes in our front yard. We'd sit on it and see how many people who were driving by we could get to wave at us. And we are still alive to tell about it!

S said...

STARSHIP RULES:) I have fond memories of my childhood street "sea" and I just had a nice flashback with ya. Good times! We had micheal jackson jackets, one glove and jordache jeans woo-hoo!

Yvonne said...

I love that you signed your full name. I think every girl around that age makes up a damce and then dreams of performing on stage (oops maybe that's just me) I think it's so sweet that Kyle wanted to carry your books. You must have an amazing memory!!!

JennieBoo said...

It's so cool you remember stuff like that. I thought I was the only one who did that!

I'll be 30 next year and I honestly don't feel a day over 14. Anywho....

Hope you have a great weekend! :D

p.s. I never could do cartwheels....dangit!

Jean Knee said...

I had no idea you too have a rotten tomato story. I guess everyone has one. I feel so, well, bonded

Amanda said...

I loved this song growing up! This post was so fun! :D

I love your letter "we live in America and can play where ever we want to". That is totally something I would have said. It's a free country afterall! lol

aubrey said...

when i was in 5th grade my best friend and i would hang around an electrical box down the street because there was a bush with yummy berries on it. and we also made up dances all the time to paula abdul and debbie gibson and tiffany songs. but i don't have any moves like YOU do.

Heffalump said...

I got in trouble as a kid for pulling up the stakes in our neighbor's yard. They had reseeded the grass and put up these stakes with string tied between them to keep people off their grass, and some neighborhood kids and I (okay it was mostly my idea) would pull up the stakes on a regular basis. I was such a brat.

Suzanne said...

Yeah, yeah I remember jam shorts! The more colors in geometic patterns, the better! LOL!

How fun to hear your random memories! I remember weird odd random stuff too! :)

Anonymous said...

I think it's hilarious that you remember stuff like that! Or was it admit stuff like that? LOL

JennieBoo said...

BTW, I have an award for you over on my blog. It'll be up in a sec.

Run go and get it, you deserving blogger you!

Nobody said...

Ohh, I think you were the kind of rebel kid my mama made me stay away from! That letter to Squishybutt is hysterical. Signing names...oh my!

I remember little to nothing about the clothes of my youth, but my husband does remember things. Cool things. Maybe that's why I remember nothing, I had nothing cool.

Hannemann Family said...

When I was in kindergarten, I trudged through the snow (it snowed in May in Colorado all the time) to my crushes house. I asked him if he wanted to see my new swimsuit and my pet cat. He came and my parents were livid because I didn't tell them where I was going and neither did he. We were busted. But at least he saw me in my new swimsuit! :)
You gotta love the '80s...they were and still are the best decade ever!

Lauren said...

I threw up a little in my throat after I read that David wore jeans with green strings fastening the sides together. Thats just ridiculous.

This has got to be the BEST blog I have EVER read in my life. I am not kidding. It was hilarious and you still have me laughing :)

elasticwaistbandlady said...

I had a pair of rainbow color harlequin print Jams.

I hate 'We Built This CIty.' It's one of my top 20 worst songs of all time.

I can remember pretty much every meal I've ever eaten. When somebody asks me where I was on a certain date, I'll start reciting what I ate that day.

elasticwaistbandlady said...

Ooooh, thanks for the happy piece of Good Mail!

Special K ~Toni said...

Sounds like you were a little heathen! So was I- but I rarely felt guilty.

Anonymous said...

hi tori:
you're funny.

how about this? i grew up in fairfax also. i was raised in the town of fairfax, virginia ... and left home at age 18. when i saw your post title, i did a double take at first wondering if you were talking about my hometown.

fun post. i love how you wanted to stand up for your rights in america! i used to love that song, too. i am 39, so really love so much of the 80s music especially (love older stuff, too), but have a special place in my heart for the 80s music when i was a teen.

enjoyed your post,
you rock,
kathleen :)