Everything we do tonight is wrong, wrong, wrong
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kraada, a meme. I will be out of town for the weekend and potentially AWOI (absent without internet), so my replies may take a few days, but—
Comment and I will:
1. Tell you why I added you to my friends list and/or why I keep you there.
2. Associate you with something. A song, a color, a work of art, a character in a play, a piece of fruit. SOMETHING.
3. Tell you something I like about you.
4. Tell you a memory I have of you/us.
5. Associate you with a character from a book or a film.
6. Ask something I've always wanted to know about you. (Or else I'll just ask a random question. I reserve that right.)
7. Tell you my favorite user pic of yours.
8. In return, you must spread this disease in your LJ.
Comment and I will:
1. Tell you why I added you to my friends list and/or why I keep you there.
2. Associate you with something. A song, a color, a work of art, a character in a play, a piece of fruit. SOMETHING.
3. Tell you something I like about you.
4. Tell you a memory I have of you/us.
5. Associate you with a character from a book or a film.
6. Ask something I've always wanted to know about you. (Or else I'll just ask a random question. I reserve that right.)
7. Tell you my favorite user pic of yours.
8. In return, you must spread this disease in your LJ.

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Heh. Thank you. I am honored!
Yeesh, I just used radio static as a metaphor in a non-public journal entry!
You also use the sound effect "Yeesh." I am now trying to remember if Calvin and Hobbes is where I picked it up . . .
HOW many people have you infected with this form of time-eating virus?
Σωκράτη φησὶν ἀδικεῖν τούς τε νέους διαφθείροντα καὶ θεοὺς οὓς ἡ πόλις νομίζει οὐ νομίζοντα, ἕτερα δὲ δαιμόνια καινά . . .
Don't think I've ever eaten one, oddly.
They are small, pungent, orange-colored citrons, whose rind is sweeter than its enclosed fruit, as a consequence of which the kumquat is usually eaten whole. My grandmother used to buy them, and for some reason I believe I once had a marmalade made partially from kumquats. But my primary association with them is an exchange from The Fantasticks:
"You're standing in my kumquats!"
"Sorry!"
I am not sure either of these anecdotes adequately explains why I thought of you. But I did.
Haven't met him yet, have I?
Have you read / are you reading the series? If you do so in chronological order (rather than publishing: the last book in the quartet was the first written, and later revised slightly to match its predecessors), he is first sighted in the second book, Searching for Dragons. He is a theoretical magician with an intensely technical vocabulary and an enthusiastic disregard for the comprehension of his audience unless forcibly reminded; if he accidentally unraveled the fabric of the universe in the course of an experiment, he would take meticulous notes right up to the point his notebook ceased to exist.
It's an octopus, silly!
I thought it was spaghetti!
What's this about being set up with a prince? Or have I heard this story?
I don't think so.
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I associate them with the very strange YA novel Octopus Pie