: Do you remember.....
Greetings again,
Ok, so after yesterday's long live journal and hopefully I had touched a few people that read this. I started thinking about a few things. Have you ever noticed how somethings we take for granted in our daily lives, meant the world to us so long ago. For example, when you kiss your kids or wife or husband, boyfriend or girlfriend, even the dog, you don't really think about it. You just do. Well of course, unless your trying to get something more then a kiss from your wife, in my sitution. You know what I mean.
If you think about it now, it all started with that first kiss. That first embrace with destiny. The first etch in your life's history;for many to come. Most people don't think about now, so hopefully I drummed up some good memories and times that you forgot about so long ago.
Well on that idea of memory lane, I would like to introduce another thought if you will. So I begin with saying; do you remember the first scary movie you saw?
I shall start off with saying; I sure in the hell do! I love scary movies, not knowing what's going to happen next. Sitting at the edge of your seat suspense. The thrill of the unknown, waiting, sitting, antisapating, what is going to happen next. Please, let me tell you about my first in counter with this paticular movie. It dates back to 1984. Nightmare on Elm Street....
Obviously, around 84 timeframe, my brother, moms and me whet to see this movie. I am not sure if this was my first scary movie but, its the most memorible one, so I am sticking to this one, as my first.
So there we were, not knowing what the hell is going on. All we know is that we are hanging out with MOM's eating popcorn, drinking some soda and waiting for the movie to start. Of course, the opening credits started and all three of us are focused and excited. From what I remember the blonde girl, who was sleeping in her pink shirt and panties in her room. For my brother and I, all what we really got was a mother trying to cover up our eyes. Needless to say our male hormones kicked in and the biggest smile came across our faces or at least inside I was smiling.
There we were, eating and drinking, trying to fight mother on what the hell was going on, then we noticed the man, Freddy Kruger. Some of the parts were fuzzy, but we did notice this girl crawling up the room and mind you, not like spider-man would do but, what it looks like is being dragged. Well we all know she was. The the slashing started to commense. Blood spurting out all over the place, my mom then screams, then my brother screams, then I scream. With out a thought in my mind, I see MOM's running out the door. The I looked at my brother, then we bolted. "MOM, MOM wait for us!!!!"......
That was it. We didn't see that movie until we were alot older and wiser. To this day, mom and I, laugh about it. Mom, what the hell were you thinking. Just leaving your kids out there in the movie theater all by themselves....Funny isn't it.
So I ask all of you; do you remember your first scary movie? I sure do and it still freaks me out, a little bit.
Take care....Greg
Greetings again,
Ok, so after yesterday's long live journal and hopefully I had touched a few people that read this. I started thinking about a few things. Have you ever noticed how somethings we take for granted in our daily lives, meant the world to us so long ago. For example, when you kiss your kids or wife or husband, boyfriend or girlfriend, even the dog, you don't really think about it. You just do. Well of course, unless your trying to get something more then a kiss from your wife, in my sitution. You know what I mean.
If you think about it now, it all started with that first kiss. That first embrace with destiny. The first etch in your life's history;for many to come. Most people don't think about now, so hopefully I drummed up some good memories and times that you forgot about so long ago.
Well on that idea of memory lane, I would like to introduce another thought if you will. So I begin with saying; do you remember the first scary movie you saw?
I shall start off with saying; I sure in the hell do! I love scary movies, not knowing what's going to happen next. Sitting at the edge of your seat suspense. The thrill of the unknown, waiting, sitting, antisapating, what is going to happen next. Please, let me tell you about my first in counter with this paticular movie. It dates back to 1984. Nightmare on Elm Street....
Obviously, around 84 timeframe, my brother, moms and me whet to see this movie. I am not sure if this was my first scary movie but, its the most memorible one, so I am sticking to this one, as my first.
So there we were, not knowing what the hell is going on. All we know is that we are hanging out with MOM's eating popcorn, drinking some soda and waiting for the movie to start. Of course, the opening credits started and all three of us are focused and excited. From what I remember the blonde girl, who was sleeping in her pink shirt and panties in her room. For my brother and I, all what we really got was a mother trying to cover up our eyes. Needless to say our male hormones kicked in and the biggest smile came across our faces or at least inside I was smiling.
There we were, eating and drinking, trying to fight mother on what the hell was going on, then we noticed the man, Freddy Kruger. Some of the parts were fuzzy, but we did notice this girl crawling up the room and mind you, not like spider-man would do but, what it looks like is being dragged. Well we all know she was. The the slashing started to commense. Blood spurting out all over the place, my mom then screams, then my brother screams, then I scream. With out a thought in my mind, I see MOM's running out the door. The I looked at my brother, then we bolted. "MOM, MOM wait for us!!!!"......
That was it. We didn't see that movie until we were alot older and wiser. To this day, mom and I, laugh about it. Mom, what the hell were you thinking. Just leaving your kids out there in the movie theater all by themselves....Funny isn't it.
So I ask all of you; do you remember your first scary movie? I sure do and it still freaks me out, a little bit.
Take care....Greg
