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I don't know Welcome Back Kotter.

Do you have synaesthesia? I thought everyone saw letters and numbers in colour like me, until I was in Uni. I learned othewise in Psychology class. Almost all my memories are just swirls of sensations. How Deep is Your Love is pale blue.

Nope....no synesthesia for me! Lessens my autism street cred

John Travolta played Vinnie Barbarino in "Welcome Back Kotter." The show was about a bunch of cutups in a class taught by Mr. Kotter. The cutups were called "sweathogs." Vinnie Barbarino was the lead sweathog. The students, eventually, visited Mr. Kotter at his home very often.

Do you feel lucky to have the synesthesia ability?

I love my synaesthesia. It's the only way I can learn or memorize things. I know everyone's birthday because of the colour. I remember telephone numbers in the same way. When I had to study in Uni I could remember what colour the information was for different bits of information, and picture or feel where each idea was lodged in my mind. Everything had an association which was easy to retrieve. I like the name Kraftiekortie because it's dark blue with some red. With no offence to anyone on WP, there are some people I don't want to chat with because of their name colour.

I love Travolta. I love Pulp Fiction ("a royale with cheese...") lol. He's so slick.

Do you like pickles?

I like "sweet pickles." The closer to cucumbers they are, the better.

Red has been my favorite color for years. I've started liking a torquoise sort of blue recently. The color of tropical seas near shorelines. And a more "bluer" blue, too. A bright blue.

Did you like Gilligan's Island?

Gilligan's was funny. I liked the SS Minnow because it was like a small version of my dad's boats.
I liked Marianne better than Ginger. The professor was pretty cool.

Do you like zucchini?

I like Zucchini.

I liked Mary Ann better, too.

She was like Betty to Ginger's Veronica.

Nope.

[If I may ask, what colour is my username? I'm very interested in synaesthesia. ]

Do you watch tv at all?

Yes, in the last two weeks I watched one movie.

Do you like gardening?

Your name is also dark blue, rather like the dark blue bar on WP that says "Author" and "Message".

The sevens throw me off, though. They don't fit. Eights would be a nicer match. (Sorry).

Gardening: I love the idea but I'm pathologically phobic of earthworms so I'm fearful. I have other people tend my garden on my behalf.

[No worries. Both the name and the sevens are part of a video game joke. 8 is one of my favourite numbers, how about that!]

I'd like to do more gardening. I just keep making excuses.

What's your earliest memory?

Taking a bath in a kitchen sink. Smelling vomit all around. Age probably about 2.

Same question.

Being spoon-fed with what seemed to be a rubbery spoon. I have no idea how old I was.

Same question.

Literal: Climbing on old junk and broken appliances in my grandfather's abandoned work shed, on a wood lot behind our home. I was alone (often unattended in the wood lot).

Associative sensations: breezes, the smell of hot tar, wildflowers, white willow trees, lake water, shadows, swirls of white and black, the song Silver Bells (Christmas), pine trees, mud, minnows, boat exhaust, a tattered stuffed penguin, thinking I could move things at will and being annoyed that I couldn't, otherness.

Do you wish you could relive parts of your childhood?

Watching my vision coming more and more into focus as my visual cortex developed, and thus starting to see things physically, which was really intriguing. And the most terrifying one ~ the disturbingly rancid and traumatically shocking stench of my first bowel movement.

And your earliest memory?

Something that most people might not believe--a memory of when I was not even incarnated yet. Other than that, I can remember when I was three or so, at nursery school. I loved painting. I still do.

same question

I've heard of that. Pre-birth memories. Cool.

I also remember being in a crib and willing a tattered, stuffed penguin to move itself toward my reach.


Were you breastfed? Just curious. I wasn't. I refused.