Something Old, Something New, ...

Corey over on his blog issued a challenge on Jan 26th:

 I'm issuing this as a challenge to the other bloggers who read coreytamas.com: To use the old wedding-day adage of "Something Old, Something New, Something Borrowed, Something Blue" as a jumping-off point for a blog entry in which you cover all four of those criteria as they're relevant to your own life and thinking. I'll be checking your blogs to see if it's there.

So, here goes.

Something Old

Crystal from public school. From the beginning of grade 6 to half way through grade 8 I had the mother of all crushes on that girl. She was the prettiest girl in the class and one of the most popular and I was, well, not one of the popular kids. For two and a half years I wanted nothing more than her approval and then the spell broke. I was free and didn't think about her twice until a few years ago when she started popping into my dreams every once in a while. Not sexual or romantic dreams, but just random stuff. No other girl from my childhood ever appears, just her. Crazy. I guess I crushed for so long and so hard that my brain got a permanent impression of her and when allowed to express itself it brings her back. I'm willing to bet my next paycheque she never thinks of me much less dream.

Something New

Going to get my spine x-rayed tonight. Besides teeth x-rays I've never had one so I'm surprisingly excited. Maybe I'll take pictures of them before I take them to the chiropractor and post them here. "Look, its my spine! Ooooo, aaaaaahhhh!"

Something Borrowed

Hmmm, that's hard. Let me come back to that one.

Something Blue

My 2001 Toyota Corolla is metallic blue and is finally finished being paid for this summer. I'm so stoked at thinking of that massive car payment being over. Not sure whether we are going to get a second vehicle or bank the money or something in between. Still thinking about it.

Something Borrowed: Try 2

Stupid Evil Bastard recently explained the origin of his blog's name so I'll follow his lead. I have a hobby that involves creating armies and naming them so they sound threatening and powerful. My army's name from way back has been the Black Storm. I was young when I came up with it and I recently considered changing it. I looked for options and one of the things I came up with was Obsidian Tempest, basically a homonym for Black Storm. I decided against changing the army name but loved the Obsidian Tempest name that I co-opted it for my blog name. I love thunder storms, the darker the better.