2003-11-20 - 7:37 p.m.
Folks, get thee over to the LuvaCentennial and learn about what goes on in the besieged and addled minds of web diarists. I relate to it all. We are a strange lot and no mistake.And while on the subject, Ms. Luva and I have recently discovered that deep in the hidden recesses of both our psyches, lost among fragments of childhood dreams and haunting images of 80s spandex and Hypercolor ghastliness, are treacly wells of bubbling Degrassi Junior High memories. I could go on and on about this, indelibly marked as my brain continues to be by this quintessentially 80s-Canadian phenomenon -- on and on and on, as it happens, describing everything from Spike's pregnancy to whatserface's alcoholism to that guy who unwittingly did a strong dose of chemicals at some party and emerged a chairbound vegetable -- but I will not. I will instead play Proust for the whole lot of you now, flicking the tender lobes of your brains with the index finger of deeply suggestive memory-metonymy and sending you tumbling into a half-forgotten world hidden in the mists of time, with the calculated mention of a single detail from the Degrassi corpus. I will mention it, and then your mind will reel in an unsettling chaos of oh-my-god-I'd-all-but-forgotten. You will be transported to your youth, sitting crosslegged on the living-room carpet after school staring up at the flickering CBC.
That detail? This:
The band was called The Zit Remedy, and they sang, "everybody wants something... they'll take your monaaaaayyy... and never give up." Dah dah dah.
Are you feeling it? That's the 80s. Wild, huh?
THOUGHT FOR THE DAY:
The word Godspeed:
From Dictionary.com: "[From Middle English God spede (you), may God prosper (you) : God, god; see god + spede, third person sing. present subjunctive of speden, to prosper (from Old English spdan, from spd, success. See speed).]"
From Hyperdictionary.com: "[n] a successful journey; 'they wished him Godspeed'"
From Craig's imagination: [n] Really, really, really, really, really fast.
