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The First Thing That Comes to Your Mind
White tablecloths, a woman playing a box guitar, a waitress bringing margaritas.
Bright sun, small waves and gentle breeze.
Living next to an impact field just across from an ocean.
Hugh Hefner's playboy mansion on re-union nights.
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Wishing for bedside Bloody Mary breakfast service.
A busty blonde in a white uniform with a plunging neckline.
Spanish inquisition on a team building retreat.
A puzzled look on a secretary's face.
The new hire's reaction at being asked to take shorthand by the company's oldest manager.
The new secretary’s finding out what old Mr. Gregg is notorious for.
A steno pad and voice recorder, to make sure she wouldn't miss anything.
An antiquated dictation machine and scattered microcassettes.
I used to have a small music player that would record songs off radio onto cassettes. Sigh. my good ol' days.
hooking two vcrs together to copy movie rentals
The remote control has a long cord that plugs into the front.
A young girl playing on a jump rope while watching Sesame Street.
The absolute joy of successfully jumping into the pair of whizzing double dutch skipping ropes for the very first time.
Skipping rhymes are so hard to remember years later.
I can never think of my most wonderful memory on cue.
I can never think of any favorite thing on cue.
La Mariee by Marc Chagall in the movie Notting Hill.
Cubist mysticism in the stained glass of a cathedral.
The stained glass windows in The Hunchback of Notre Dame.
The gypsy I can never remember the name of.
A really lame plot twist. Vampires are evil.
Sometimes, things suddenly become very adult rated.
He looked at the state of the world and wondered if instead of very adult very youthful would be better.
Aristole was very extreme about his anti-extremism. Balance in all things, never too much of one quality.
The pursuit of a balanced life means to be able to walk in a crooked line, not a straight one.
Eating crackerjacks, hoping for a prize that's not tainted by weird old taoists.
A compilation of inspirational quotes in a 1978-issue of Reader's Digest.
A dusty stack of Guideposts next to a dusty stack of Penthouse.
The person who responds should state, in twenty words or less, the first thing that comes to mind.
The person who responds to that will do the same thing, and so on.
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