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Monday, November 21st, 2005

12:52 pm

babiegoose.com A Brief History... emphasis on the brief... We were both born in the same city... Detroit, the same hospital even, but she was out in the world almost nine months before I was even conceived... I guess you could say that we both had typical childhoods - for Asian children growing up in predominantly white areas - Lorie didn't know English when she first started school (except for A-B-C-1-2-3) and spent most of her first days in school crying (I still get misty when I think about that), I spoke English but it was littered with hints of Tagalog (I had no idea what aunts and uncles were, because they were all tita's and tito's). And we were both lumped into either Chinese or Japanese, although at the time I didn't know any person that was either of those (there were exactly 5 Asians in my elementary school, and I was related to 2 of them, of the others, one was Filipino and the other was Indian) Our families did their things, though our paths never did cross. We did however visit the same places at probably different times - the fish ladders in Gand Rapids, certain churches around our houses, etc... But we probably weren't ready to start any relationships back then - since we were like 6 and 7... We both took up music, as was the standard. Lorie played viola briefly, and I took up mainly the piano, but also dabbled for a few years with the violin, and about six months with the clarinet. The typical geniuses we were, we blazed through school with dazzling grades and exemplary attendance, although towards the end of high school, Lorie excused herself quite often, and through most of high school I cut my Japanese class since it was in a different school that didn't take my attendance. Once college began, we found ourselves in very different places - Lorie ended up in Ohio and I nestled in cozy old Detroit. I made a nice groove at my university, but Lorie ended up bouncing around a bit before settling in Flint... And this is where our story begins... The first meeting... Having found no comfort or connection in the Buckeye state, Lorie decided, wisely, to move back to the state of her birth. She had previously had stints at a private college in Ohio known only as Otterbien - you might wanna check the spelling on that - and the institution called Ohio State. At Otterbien she was introduced to a lively character known only as "psychotic-perpetually-acid-tripping-hamster-eating-lesbian-roommate" and while at Ohio State she was finally introduced to [applause] Filipinos - which was quite helpful to Ryan, later in this story. So Lorie, realizing neither school had any potential (aside from the Asian connections made at OSU), she quickly transferred to the University of Michigan - where she persued her degree in environmental science. Meanwhile, back in Detroit... Ryan was doing quite well, especially so if you considered the amount of time he actually spent in class and studying. His first inclination as a college student pointed him towards a career in medicine, but due to the amount of actual "memorizing" that was required, he promptly switched to a more palatable major - one which required less memorizing and would allow him to BS much more... so chemical engineering it was... (Ryan is actually Filipino, and has been his whole life, so he was very much in-tune with the Asian network already established in Michigan...) These "connections" - as we will so call them - finally brought our two characters together at the Asian night life mecca known as "The Nectarine" ... At The Nectarine Dance music pulsating throughout the club, lights flashing in sync with the bass and high-hats, you see Ryan moving around the club with Eric - both boys scanning the crowd for potential marks which will be the unwitting pawns in the game of numbers... From across the dance floor, Ryan spots his target... "Eric, see her?" Ryan points, "Five seconds" As Eric starts his count, Ryan deftly manuevers towards his intended prey. Five - Ryan has covered more than half the distance across the crowded dance floor. Four - he has found a clear spot on the dance floor adjacent to his target. Three - he has begun his default moves on the dance floor. Two - he has turned to face his objective. One - he softly spins her around and wraps his arm around her back, and they begin to dance to the beats of the techno music engulfing them... Whoa, Lorie thinks, who is this guy? as he moves her to the rhythm of the music. Eh... she shrugs to herself, he's cute... A few minutes go by and one song transitions to the next. The boy turns to leave, and Lorie holds out her hand. "Hi!, I'm Lorie..." she says with a giggle and a grin. "I'm Ryan..." he says, shaking her hand. He smiles and winks and seconds later, he is gone... The night progresses, and the two bump into each other for brief instances, but it is not until the club shuts down do they make a more substantial connection... "It's two o'clock, and you don't have to go home, but you can't stay here..." the DJ says over his mic. Bouncer are slowly moving everyone towards the door, and Ryan starts making his way towards his friends. All of a sudden, he feels a tap on his shoulder. He turns around to find Lorie standing there... Crap... Lorie shouts in her head. Unbeknownst to Ryan, Lorie's friend has tapped him on the shoulder, but has left Lorie with the bag. "Uh, hey.." Lorie stammers. "Hey!" Ryan says back, smiling. Yup, she wants me... Ryan thinks to himself (not that he can think to someone else) Hmmm - I have a girlfriend... but she's not here, I wonder what this chick wants... "So what's up?" Ryan asks, not knowing where this is going, the girl is just standing there stunned by his hotness. What the hell am I supposed to say? Man, I'm gonna kill Soo for this! "Uh, nothing..." Lorie says, "What are you doing now? We're going to Denny's" I don't have time for this, I'm tired and I want to go home "Yeah... I gotta go home and sleep" Ryan replies. Lorie still stands, speechless. "So do you want to give me your number or something?" he asks, not knowing what to make of her. "Uh, okay." So she runs off with her friend. Soo writes down Lorie's number on a piece of paper and hands it to Lorie. I have no idea what to say to him... Lorie thinks, while walking back to the boy. "Here you go!" she says, handing him the slip of paper. Ryan takes the piece of paper from the girl, trying to think of what to say next. "Do you want my pager number?" Is all he comes up with. She nods an affirmative and he scribbles down his pager number and hands it to her. "I'm spinning a party tomorrow night... you should go!" he says, while turning away. "Okay, let me know where!" she says back. "Alright! See you around..." And so endth the night of the first meeting between Lorie and Ryan... What happens after is a story for another time... The Origin of Babiegoose... In all relationships, well - most, er... some relationships, couples distinguish and essentially "brand" their significant other with names that relay to the listening world the connection between the two. honey, hon, baby, babe, babycakes, sweetie, cutie, cutie-pie, darling, pumpkin, buttercup, sweetcheeks, dear, etc... Soon, the couple gets so used to these names that they will only respond to the one or two most frequently used when being addressed by their better half. This can lead to confusion, at times, when people unfamiliar with you and your companion try to "fit in" by using what the misconstrue as an acceptable nickname for you. When that happens, you get a 6'2" 300 lb. male waiter calling you "baby" really loud in a restaurant... which isn't too bad when you are female - but it is quite awkward when you are a short Asian male... So, after a few week together, Lorie and I fell into this trap of names... we started out with the standard "baby" when on the phone and when around each other, but that evolved into baby-head, baby-butt, and beh-beh. Then, Lorie, in her quest to become the cutiest thing she can be, decided, in an e-mail, to misspell "baby" - transforming it to "babie." This new form of the word, although still sounding very much like "baby", helped to further distinguish Lorie and me from the rest of the worlds population. Soon after, during a telephone conversation - I happened to call Lorie a "silly goose" - which Lorie quickly put into use whenever she wanted to call me stupid or dumb in a playful demeanor. (i.e. R: "I can't believe I got so drunk last night..." - L:"Silly goose! I told you not to drink all 6 shots!") On a side note: I must say that the manner in which Lorie said "silly goose" was quite cute in itself: sil- ly goose - in her she's-so-cute-I-could-puke-but-I-won't-because-she's-so-cute voice In any case, Lorie and I continued to use babie with the occaisional silly goose now and again. Over time, I don't know how and I can't pinpoint when, babie and silly goose were merged - resulting in the "babiegoose" you now see today. Presently, you will find derivatives (and integrals) of babiegoose used when around us. There is babiegoose-head, goose-head, goose, babie-head, babie... umm... and I think that's it... I think... So there it is... you now know the etymology of the word: babiegoose If I were... according to lorie If I were a month I would be: May If I were a day of the week I would be: Saturday If I were a time of day I would be: 5 pm If I were a planet I would be: Saturn If I were a sea animal I would be: a dolphin If I were a direction I would be: west If I were a piece of furniture I would be a: chaise If I were a historical figure I would be: Louisa May Alcott If I were a liquid I would be: Fiji Water If I were a stone, I would be: smoky quartz If I were a tree, I would be: Purpleheart (tropical hardwood forest tree) If I were a bird, I would be: a hummingbird If I were a bug, I would be: a ladybug If I were a tool, I would be: a laser leveler If I were a machine, I would be: a komatsu mini excavator (the purple one) If I were a home appliance, I would be: a kitchenaid 5 qt. stand mixer (in nickel) If I were a flower/plant, I would be: a gerbera daisy If I were a vegetable, I would be: green beans If I were a kind of weather, I would be: partly sunny and warm If I were a mythical creature, I would be: a unicorn If I were a musical instrument, I would be: a viola If I were a toy, I would be: baskin-robbins ice cream maker If I were an animal, I would be: a white tiger If I were a color, I would be: red If I were an emotion, I would be: happy If I were a sound, I would be: rain If I were an element, I would be: oxygen If I were a song, I would be: i'm sensitive If I were a book, I would be written by: Frances Hodgson Burnett If I were a place, I would be: Tahiti or Fiji If I were a material, I would be: platinum If I were a character from a book, I would be: Mary Lennox If I were a font, I would be: bradley hand If I were a car, I would be: mazda rx-8 6 speed If I were a scent, I would be: peach If I were a word, I would be: luminary If I were an object, I would be: a painting If I were to trade places with another person, it would be with: Ryan If I were a movie, I would be: finding nemo If I were a food, I would be: vietnamese spring rolls If I were a taste, I would be: spicy If I were a religion, I would be: catholic If I were a subject in school I would be: contaminant hydrogeology If I were a cartoon I would be: squirt If I were a celebrity, I would be: kate hudson If I were a body part I would be: the eyes If I were a facial expression I would be: happy If I were a shape I would be: a circle If I were a number I would be: 5 If I were... according to ryan a month I would be: September a day of the week I would be: Saturday a time of day I would be: 8 pm a planet I would be: Neptune a sea animal I would be: an orca a direction I would be: north a piece of furniture I would be a: couch a historical figure I would be: DaVinci a liquid I would be: glass a stone, I would be: obsidian a tree, I would be: a bristle cone pine a bird, I would be: an osprey a bug, I would be: a mantis a tool, I would be: a Swiss Army knife a machine, I would be: a transformer a home appliance, I would be: a microwave a flower/plant, I would be: a stargazing lily a vegetable, I would be: broccoli a kind of weather, I would be: partly sunny and cool a mythical creature, I would be: an elf a musical instrument, I would be: a violin a toy, I would be: legos an animal, I would be: a wolf a color, I would be: gray an emotion, I would be: excitement a sound, I would be: waves crashing an element, I would be: wind or oxygen a song, I would be: a little respect a book, I would be written by: Poe a place, I would be: paradise a material, I would be: silver a character from a book, I would be: the Cheshire cat a font, I would be: book antiqua a car, I would be: optimus prime a scent, I would be: raspberry a word, I would be: facetious an object, I would be: a book to trade places with another person, it would be with: Lorie a movie, I would be: the princess bride a food, I would be: ice cream a taste, I would be: spicy a religion, I would be: practiced a subject in school I would be: computer science a cartoon I would be: gambit a celebrity, I would be: Johnny Depp a body part I would be: the eyes a facial expression I would be: mischievous a shape I would be: a circle a number I would be: 3 Love and Madness... A long time ago, before the world was created and humans set foot on it for the first time, virtues and vices floated around and were bored, not knowing what to do. One day, all the vices and virtues were gathered together and were more bored than ever. Suddenly, Ingenious came up with an idea: "Let's play hide and seek!" All of them liked the idea and immediately Madness shouted: "I want to count, I want to count!" And since nobody was crazy enough to want to seek Madness, all the others agreed. Madness leaned against a tree and started to count: "One, two, three..." As Madness counted, the vices and virtues went hiding. Tenderness hung itself on the horn of the moon, Treason hid in a pile of garbage. Fondness curled up between the clouds and Passion went to the centre of the earth. Lie said that it would hide under a stone, but hid at the bottom of the lake, whilst Avarice entered a sack that he ended up breaking. And Madness continued to count: "...seventy nine, eighty, eighty one..." By this time, all the vices and virtues were already hidden. Except Love. For undecided as Love is, he could not decide where to hide. And this should not surprise us, because we all know how difficult it is to hide Love. Madness: "...ninety five, ninety six, ninety seven..." Just when Madness got to one hundred, Love jumped into a rose bush where he hid. And Madness turned around and shouted: "I'm coming, I'm coming!" As Madness turned around, Laziness was the first to be found, because Laziness had no energy to hide. Then he spotted Tenderness in the horn of the moon, Lie at the bottom of the lake and Passion at the centre of the earth. One by one, Madness found them all except Love. Madness was getting desperate, unable to find Love. Envious of Love, Envy whispered to Madness: "You only need to find Love, and Love is hiding in the rose bush." Madness grabbed a wooden pitch fork and stabbed wildly at the rose bush. Madness stabbed and stabbed until a heartbreaking cry made him stop. Love appeared from the rose bush, covering his face with his hands. Between his fingers ran two trickles of blood from his eyes. Madness, so anxious to find Love, had stabbed out Love's eyes with a pitch fork. "What have I done! What have I done!" Madness shouted. "I have left you blind! How can I repair it?" And Love answered: "You cannot repair my eyes. But if you want to do something for me, you can be my guide." And so it came about that from that day on, Love is blind and is always accompanied by Madness. ~Anonymous Love You Forever A mother held her new baby and very slowly rocked him back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. And while she held him, she sang: I'll love you forever. I'll like you for always, As long as I'm living my baby you'll be. The baby grew. He grew and he grew and he grew. He grew until he was two years old, and he ran all around the house. He pulled all the books off the shelves. He pulled all the food out of the refrigerator and he took hismother's watch and flushed it down the toilet. Sometimes his mother would say, "This kid is driving me CRAZY!" But at night time, when that two-year-old was quiet, she opened the door to his room, crawled across the floor, looked up over the side of his bed; and if he was really asleep she picked him up and rocked him back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. While she rocked him she sang: I'll love you forever. I'll like you for always, As long as I'm living my baby you'll be. The little boy grew. He grew and he grew and he grew. he grew until he was nine years old. And he never wanted to come in for dinner, he never wanted to take a bath, and when grandma visited he always said bad words. Sometimes his mother wanted to sell him to the zoo! But at night time, when he was asleep, the mother quietly opened the door to his room, crawled across the floor and looked up over the side of the bed. If he was really asleep, she picked up that nine-year-old boy and rocked him back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. And while she rocked him she sang: I'll love you forever. I'll like you for always, As long as I'm living my baby you'll be. The boy grew. He grew and he grew and he grew. He grew until he was a teenager. He had strange friends and he wore strange clothes and he listened to strange music. Sometimes the mother felt like she was in a zoo! But at night time, when that teenager was asleep, the mother opened the door to his room, crawled across the floor and looked up over the side of the bed. If he was really asleep she picked up that great big boy and rocked him back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. While she rocked him she sang: I'll love you forever. I'll like you for always, As long as I'm living my baby you'll be. That teenager grew. He grew and he grew and he grew. He grew until he was a grown-up man. He left home and got a house across town. But sometimes on dark nights the mother got into her car and drove across town. If all the lights in her son's house were out, she opened his bedroom window, crawled across the floor, and looked up over the side of his bed. If that great big man was really asleep she picked him up and rocked him back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. And while she rocked him she sang: I'll love you forever. I'll like you for always, As long as I'm living my baby you'll be. Well, that mother, she got older. She got older and older and older. One day she called up her son and said, "You better come see because I'm very old and sick." So her son came to see her. When he came in the door she tried to sing the song. She sang: I'll love you forever I'll like you for always.... But she couldn't finish because she was too old and sick. The son went to his mother. He picked her up and rocked her back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. And he sang this song: I'll love you forever. I'll like you for always, As long as I'm living my Mommy you'll be. When the son came home that night, he stood for a long time at the top of the stairs. Then he went into the room where his very new baby daughter was sleeping. He picked her up in his arms and very slowly rocked her back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. And while he rocked her he sang: I'll love you forever. I'll like you for always, As long as I'm living my baby you'll be. ~Robert Munsch Navigate Main About Pictures Links Credits A Brief History... The first meeting... The Origin of Babiegoose... If I were... according to lorie If I were... according to ryan Love and Madness... Love You Forever (c) 2001-2005 babiegoose.com - some rights reserved (Comment on this)