now this is cool
Jul. 31st, 2001 11:12 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
pywacketI am having the best freaking 'conversation' with another live journal user that I found in a really round about way...because she's from Arkansas and liked commander salamander. Two things I am very peculiar about. So I had to introduce myself. I have a feeling I was a bit clumsy, but it seemed important.
Many of my friends from Fayettenam have moved on or slipped away except for benny, jason, eric and greg. I'm feeling nostalgic. NOT because I want to go back, but because we are getting ready to have our own kids and it makes me think about how and where I was raised.
Commander Salamander was a shop I found in DC in 1983 when I went to debate camp at Georgetown . I'd just started getting into new wave music the last two years THEN I found the clothes and I was hooked. It changed everything for me--I was a freak already, but this way I could be a colorful freak and there were others like me.
*sigh*
I've got to hit the torture exercise device then work on getting some rescued kittens adopted...I think we'll be bringing ANOTHER one home (gads, four cats) and naming him mr. teatime.
Many of my friends from Fayettenam have moved on or slipped away except for benny, jason, eric and greg. I'm feeling nostalgic. NOT because I want to go back, but because we are getting ready to have our own kids and it makes me think about how and where I was raised.
Commander Salamander was a shop I found in DC in 1983 when I went to debate camp at Georgetown . I'd just started getting into new wave music the last two years THEN I found the clothes and I was hooked. It changed everything for me--I was a freak already, but this way I could be a colorful freak and there were others like me.
*sigh*
I've got to hit the torture exercise device then work on getting some rescued kittens adopted...I think we'll be bringing ANOTHER one home (gads, four cats) and naming him mr. teatime.
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Salamander
Date: 2001-07-31 11:40 am (UTC)I do remember going there in high school and being forced to stand outside while my female friends oozed over some salesboy who looked like a pimply version of Robert Smith.
--james r.
Are you talking to my friend Stacy?
Date: 2001-07-31 01:00 pm (UTC)Stacy was my teacher and I know so much now because of her!
She rocks!
Errr - also
Date: 2001-07-31 01:04 pm (UTC)Between that place and Betsey's right up the street - I probably spent more money on Wisconsin than I did on my tuition (which was a LOT).
Re: Are you talking to my friend Stacy?
Date: 2001-07-31 01:04 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2001-07-31 12:11 pm (UTC)/slap self
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Theyre like tattoos and potato chips arent they? You can't stop at just one...
When I lived in DC (well, actually, in Rockville) I had absolutely no life. My day consisted of doing my "shifts from hell" at Egghead software in Silver Spring and Tenlytown. (Before that I did a heinous two weeks at USPIRG, and then a year at Potomac Nursery, where I had to deal with tragically helpless rich women who couldn't decide which color of impatiens they wanted.)
Thats where Dad and stepmom live, BTW (Potomac). The Kemper Open literally goes right thru their backyard. Personally, the neighborhood gave me hives. (despite the fact that Lynda Carter and Sugar Ray lived there) I used to joke that it was a very dangerous 'hood, because you could potentially get hit in the head with a golf ball.
The only semi social thing I used to do was go to the queer bookstore at Dupont Circle, and my weekly workout at the fencing club in Old Town. Even then I was a dork! ;)
It sounds like I would have loved Commander Salamander, but it may have already gotten lame (as per james' comment) by the time I lived in DC, which was in 89-90.