Initial instance
Most people have landmarks in their life which they remember with great clarity and which they use to calculate the exact chronology of other lesser events. Four eggs ample a mother may say something like, "Let's see, you were born on the Tuesday after Laurie Fowler ironed out Big Nick (Hallowed be thy name) in the first quarter of the Grand Final, so you'll be thirty four next birthday."
There aren't many people who don't know where they were when they watched a man named Armstrong walk upon the moon. I know that I was driving home from Brisbane when I heard on the radio that Princess Di was on the radio, too. And the glovebox and the dashboard and the bonnet. I think everyone knows what they were doing at the time. Unless they are too young. If you are too young to remember this event, can I just say to you with all sincerity: Fuck off, emo kid. Go harm yourself and leave the adults in peace.
There are other, more personal landmarks in people's lives - first day at school, first kiss, first car, etc. I can vividly remember the first time that I had sex. I doubt if the girl involved has quite as distinct a memory. In fact, I'd be surprised if she even noticed it happened. Faster than a speeding bullet and all that. Going even further back, I can remember my first wank. Wasn't as much fun, but it took longer. And I didn't have to share it with anyone.
For those interested in such things, here is a brief list of personal firsts:
Album: Livin' In The Seventies, Skyhooks
Motorcycle: Jawa 250
First motorcycle I actually paid for: Yamaha DT250
Car: HR Holden station wagon
I could go on an on, but it is starting to look a bit like one of those meme things and they suck. There is one more first: the first time that I met someone without whom life would feel incomplete. It wasn't all that long ago, really.
There aren't many people who don't know where they were when they watched a man named Armstrong walk upon the moon. I know that I was driving home from Brisbane when I heard on the radio that Princess Di was on the radio, too. And the glovebox and the dashboard and the bonnet. I think everyone knows what they were doing at the time. Unless they are too young. If you are too young to remember this event, can I just say to you with all sincerity: Fuck off, emo kid. Go harm yourself and leave the adults in peace.
There are other, more personal landmarks in people's lives - first day at school, first kiss, first car, etc. I can vividly remember the first time that I had sex. I doubt if the girl involved has quite as distinct a memory. In fact, I'd be surprised if she even noticed it happened. Faster than a speeding bullet and all that. Going even further back, I can remember my first wank. Wasn't as much fun, but it took longer. And I didn't have to share it with anyone.
For those interested in such things, here is a brief list of personal firsts:
Album: Livin' In The Seventies, Skyhooks
Motorcycle: Jawa 250
First motorcycle I actually paid for: Yamaha DT250
Car: HR Holden station wagon
I could go on an on, but it is starting to look a bit like one of those meme things and they suck. There is one more first: the first time that I met someone without whom life would feel incomplete. It wasn't all that long ago, really.
posted by Dirk at 11:54 am
3 Comments:
when Armstrong walked on the moon apparently mum propped me up in front of the telly to watch. i was only 6-7 months old
Gatum Gatum won the Melbourne Cup on the day I was born; I was allowed to stay home from school to watch Armstrong on our brand new b&w tv; they broadcast Gough Whitlam's sacking over the classroom loudspeakers and even though we didn't have a friggin clue who he was, we all cheered; getting home from work to see Diana crash on tv and being totally gobsmacked. First "fireworks moment" with a boy - in the back of a HR Holden station wagon ... :)
I was 4 when Armstrong walked on the moon. I rember vividly sitting on my living room floor with my brother watching it live on our B&W Philco TV...
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