• highlearn

    February 8, 2005 at 9:13 pm


    “welcome to the internet… you’re not wanted here.”

  • sirreal13

    February 8, 2005 at 9:20 pm

    I remember you looking younger than your on-line persona when I met you and Cyn at the Tex Mex place. I felt so at ease with you it was as if we had already met. I remember you had a butterfly barette in your hair. You hugged me goodbye on the Metro platform. It was good seeing you last year at the Butler’s Pantry… I’m so happy for you even if your wedding isn’t perfect 😉

    Oh, and I remember you like cheese.

  • dlill

    February 8, 2005 at 9:27 pm

    I remember a story you wrote based on a number of silly suggestions. You read it over Warped Radio.

    I have a copy of the broadcast somewhere.

  • jerronimo

    February 8, 2005 at 9:35 pm

    you playing R.E.M.’s “Everybody Hurts” at your old apartment…

    • Jenny Lee Silver

      February 8, 2005 at 9:42 pm

      Heh. to the background of lots of screaming and shooting. 😀

  • jenny

    February 8, 2005 at 10:01 pm

    Fneu, and hearing it pronounced 😉

  • ex_faroh24

    February 8, 2005 at 10:11 pm

    Angry Bees and The Legend of Jack Rider.

  • johnboze

    February 9, 2005 at 2:55 am

    Dancing with you

    At Luther Wright & The Wrongs show during SecretCon. And aiming you at the flower-seller…

  • duhbigman

    February 9, 2005 at 7:28 am

    I remember you playing and singing “The Rainbow Connection” at Secretcon in April 2001, and the whole audience singing along. (At least, I think that was you — do tell me if I’m wrong.) It was really sweet and remains a happy memory.

    I also remember you at the next Secretcon the following year because you looked really, really hot in that blue tank top. Don’t tell your fiance I said that.

  • mandamus

    February 9, 2005 at 10:22 am

    You, a smile on your face, holding a dangerous looking camera, at some outdoor picnic table restaurant area at Ontario Place.

    • mindexplodes

      February 10, 2005 at 3:57 pm

      ahah. whenever i think of you the memory i have is you visiting us after you’d moved out and you were trying to practise either the nutcracker suite or fantasia on the flute in the living room. and i was being an annoying young child *(being that i was one) and wouldn’t let you practise because i kept asking you questions. A REDICLOUS AMOUNT OF THEM. and then Craig came in and started jumping on the couch.you were not so impressed. ahaha it still makes me laugh to this day.:)