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The memory game

Started by James Gryphon, April 17, 2015, 03:39:51 PM

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James Gryphon

Post a scent, a sound, or a physical sensation here. The next member should post a memory they have associated with that, then post a new scent/sound/sensation of their own.

For an example, to help you understand how this works: Earlier today I was at the barber shop. The sensation of the hair dryer on my skin reminded me of a time when I was six or seven years old, sitting in front of one of those portable heaters one morning, and the video game that we'd played the night before that.

If anybody has any more questions about how this works, feel free to ask. In the meantime, I'll kick this off:

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The smell of a certain type of shampoo when you open up the cap.
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Banya

The smell of my blue orchid and coconut milk shampoo takes me back to band camp and makes me think of summer.

The smell of chocolate baking.
   

rrrrr

Cooking class.

The smell of ocean water.
rrrrr.....

Ho arr, mateys, swimming is fun!

I had shrimp 'n' hotroot soup today.


Dibbun Against Bedtime

Cruise I took last month.

"Bohemian Rhapsody" by Queen.
"An' if on an empty tummy I'm slain,
Then I'll jolly well never get killed again,
So pass the pudden an' fetch those pies,
An' I'll give the foebeast a rotten surprise!"

Banya

Band camp again!  It was tradition to sing it during lunch on the final day of camp.

The sound of lightly drizzling rain.
   

Dibbun Against Bedtime

My cruise again. We were in Jamaica and it drizzled the whole time.

Fried chicken.
"An' if on an empty tummy I'm slain,
Then I'll jolly well never get killed again,
So pass the pudden an' fetch those pies,
An' I'll give the foebeast a rotten surprise!"

Hickory

That time that my family and I went to Chick-fil-a. My sister had just seen baby chickens, but had fgorgotten in until she got her order of chicken. She said, "Oh yeah. I'm a vegetarian." Get it?

Very, very slowly zoning out when the teacher is talking. Until they say, "...okay, who can tell me what I just told you?" and you instinctively raise your hand, only to end up looking and sounding like a fool.
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.