Informal tumblr meetup in NYC. Me, @meyechael @youknowivealwaysbeenadreamer and @ohclippy (taking the photo)

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Informal tumblr meetup in NYC. Me, @meyechael @youknowivealwaysbeenadreamer and @ohclippy (taking the photo)

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meyechael replied to your post “When I am done with my countdown of hit songs from my life, I may next...”
Would be more fun to see what your fave movie was as listed in the top 100 films of each year. We all share the top movie each year so it's not as interesting. But your blog. You do you.
Uh...that’s what I mean by the “best movie,” just as the “best song” from each year is not the number one, but the song I determine is the best offering from Billboard’s Hot 100 for any particular year.
What's your earliest memory?
Cool question.
When I was three years old, I lived in Saskatchewan, Canada. During the winter, my sisters and I got in a snowball fight with a bunch of other children. Unfortunately, one of the kids didn’t play fair and put a rock inside his snowball and it hit me right in the forehead.
My earliest memory is sitting in the kitchen on a stool with blood pouring down my face from my forehead and my parents trying to stop it. (They were unsuccessful and I needed stitches).
What’s interesting to me is my memories about this event revolve not around me, but around my mom. She came completely unhinged and was the center of attention. I remember feeling bad and responsible for causing her such pain.
I would imagine that a psychiatrist would have a field day with this one.