Blast OFF!

3-2-1 Contact was one of my favorite television shows when I was little. I think I only saw a few episodes and actually, I can't remember a single one, just that I know I liked it. The theme music was catchy too, but again, I can't remember what it sounded like. Another favorite show was the one where a man wore a full-bodied leotard with the body's major organs on it. He was white and had curly hair grown out into a puff-ball. I think he would sing and dance about staying healthy. I watched with a mixture of utter fascination and horror. His show came on just about the time mom and I had to leave to pick Leah up from school.

A friend recommended The Alchemist to me, even going so far as to lend the book to me, a known book thief. She told me how it was "life-changing" I had to read it. I was almost finished with it, somewhere in the last chapter, when I though, "Hmmm. I've read this before."

The Big Lebowski, the scene where they throw the ashes over the cliff, "oh yeah, I have seen this."

I still remember the first time I heard a recording of Bob Dylan singing Lay Lady Lay. It was a song I listened to most of my senior year of high school. And even now, hearing it brings back memories of the stage curtains in the auditorium as well as the seats in the touring bus. The song is scarlet red and turquoise blue in my mind.