Flower Power!
May 6th, 2007 10:08 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
shiredancerOh, I'm on quite the posting roll, I am... *is pleased*. Of course, it's mostly spammage, but it's colorful, fun spammage! Gacked from ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
starwatcher307 and snailbones:
I'm a cinnamon girl! Ooh, that just automatically set up a craving for cinnamon toast -- I used to love eating that. I remember eating stacks of it at my girlfriend's house in my teens, while we played cribbage together, or poker with her family. Real poker, where the dealer called the game, not this newfangled Texas Hold'Em that's all the rage...
I also remember 1977 -- the heart of my hippie days -- painting flowers and vines on faces at some kind of festival in Isla Vista (the site of the bank-burning in 1970, during the war protest years). The same girlfriend and I, and her boyfriend, had driven up to I.V. in 1970 to try to get in on the action (we were just sophomores in high school then and it seemed like a cool idea), but got turned back at the gate to UCSB and couldn't get through. I moved there after I graduated in 1972, when it was a sleepy hippie village, and lived there for six years. Looking back, it was idyllic -- hippies, street people, festivals, jugglers, and okay, mimes too (guess it wasn't entirely perfect!). I learned entirely too much about the drug scene, but I also learned about food co-ops and brown rice and herbs and tarot cards and belly dancing, and sundry other things that make me who I am today.
All that brought on by the hippie chick's flower on her face! Funny.
starwatcher307 and snailbones:| Your Hippie Chick Name Is: |
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I'm a cinnamon girl! Ooh, that just automatically set up a craving for cinnamon toast -- I used to love eating that. I remember eating stacks of it at my girlfriend's house in my teens, while we played cribbage together, or poker with her family. Real poker, where the dealer called the game, not this newfangled Texas Hold'Em that's all the rage...
I also remember 1977 -- the heart of my hippie days -- painting flowers and vines on faces at some kind of festival in Isla Vista (the site of the bank-burning in 1970, during the war protest years). The same girlfriend and I, and her boyfriend, had driven up to I.V. in 1970 to try to get in on the action (we were just sophomores in high school then and it seemed like a cool idea), but got turned back at the gate to UCSB and couldn't get through. I moved there after I graduated in 1972, when it was a sleepy hippie village, and lived there for six years. Looking back, it was idyllic -- hippies, street people, festivals, jugglers, and okay, mimes too (guess it wasn't entirely perfect!). I learned entirely too much about the drug scene, but I also learned about food co-ops and brown rice and herbs and tarot cards and belly dancing, and sundry other things that make me who I am today.
All that brought on by the hippie chick's flower on her face! Funny.
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Date: May 6th, 2007 08:23 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: May 6th, 2007 11:34 pm (UTC)*flashes peace symbol*
Cool
*wanders away in her Dr Scholls*
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Date: May 7th, 2007 04:53 am (UTC)http://www.sendspace.com/file/d5mels (http://www.sendspace.com/file/d5mels)
Some Neil Young to share with your Cinnamon Girl friends if you want to.
I was just telling [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com] about Hair and how my older sister, born in 1955,kept me abreast of all the cool hippie fads... I had to be cool, or I couldn't hang with her and her buds.
LOL... I'm going to see what my hippie name would be.
T
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Date: May 9th, 2007 06:26 pm (UTC)I'll look for your hippie name when I start catching up on the flist!
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Date: May 7th, 2007 03:59 pm (UTC)Thanks for the memories!
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Date: May 9th, 2007 06:28 pm (UTC)I cheated though, and added my middle name to get a better result. I firmly believe in manipulating meme's, yep. *g*
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Date: May 9th, 2007 07:47 pm (UTC)OK, I did that, and it came up "Daydream." lol
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Date: May 10th, 2007 04:11 am (UTC)Peace and love!
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Date: May 8th, 2007 04:10 am (UTC)Jealous of the hippie village time. BTW I hated Earth Shoes, so I wore hiking boots all the time, but now I love my Birks, one pair of which i am wearing as I type.
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Date: May 9th, 2007 06:33 pm (UTC)Earth shoes -- I forgot about them! They were actually the precursors to Birks, weren't they? The lower heel and all that -- yeah, I never liked them either.
Cool bumper stickers! I do remember reading about your car(s) at some point. "Heart of Gold" is a *great* name. Did I ever tell you my first car was a 1968 green VW bug (semi-automatic, mind you) named Maxwell Griswald the Green? Gris for short. Heh, memories...
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Date: May 9th, 2007 07:51 pm (UTC)*sneaks in* Earth shoes hurt my feet!
My first car was Louie, a 1972 turquoise Super Beetle—whom I drove across the country, of course. Twice. :D Remember how the heat would always get stuck on—or off—and you had to crawl underneath them to open or close the little air vent thingie?...those were the days.
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Date: May 10th, 2007 04:08 am (UTC)no subject
Date: May 10th, 2007 10:42 pm (UTC)Sorry for hijacking ur thread! :D
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