Well, now, it may really be a "meeeeem" instead of a "meemee." Depends on who you ask and whether you've heard the word spoken out loud, I suppose. Don't ask me.
Anyway, here is the "High School Interrogatory," which I lifted from E.R. It's a fine set of questions to respond to, so feel free to lift and separate (your answers from mine, I mean. Get your mind outta the gutter again.)
What year was it?
I am a proud member of the Class of '73.
What were your three favorite bands (performers)?
Honestly, I was kept in the dark about popular music. You may think I'm making it up, but I didn't have a radio or record player. Not even a radio in the car (yes, used to be cars came without audio equipment. Once I started commuting from Norman to OKC in 1976, I had a small, battery-operated AM radio that I could take with me on the seat of the car to help me stay awake late at night.)
What was your favorite outfit?
I had a navy blue dress with a big white collar trimmed in lace. The dress buttoned up the front with round brass buttons and had princess seaming which I found flattering at the time.
What was up with your hair?
Here. Look. Just like everygirl my age, it was long, straight, parted in the middle, with bangs. It was our "individual identity" and we shared it with thousands of others. There were a few times I cut it short a la Dorothy Hammill, thinking it would smell wonderful like the shampoo she hawked.
Who were your best friends?
Rena,my hippy-dippy cool friend, and Juan(ita), the one with a solid gold soul, who lived three houses down on the other side of the alley.
What did you do after school?
I did my homework and read like a fiend. I rode my bike 20 miles a day and played basketball. And I roller skated at the gym.
Where did you work?
I wasn't allowed to work. As far as my parents were concerned, my job was to get good grades.
Did you take the bus?
No. Most of the time I rode with my friends who had moms who could drive (mine couldn't.) I paid them $2 for gas money to let me tag with them. And a lot of times I walked to school. Finally, my senior year my dad would let me take him to work and then drive to school. I think somewhere in there is when he got a second car which made life easier for us both.
Who did you have a crush on?
I had a series of crushes -- later I discovered a trend. Most of the boys were gay. To this day, I can walk in a room, and be attracted to the one man there who's gay. Not all of them were. One in particular crush remains a dear and close friend, 32 years later.
Did you fight with your parents?
Oh my word. Did the sun rise in the east? Duh, yeah. We had some pretty major encounters, both verbal and physical. Today I probably would have been removed from the home.
Who did you have a CELEBRITY crush on?
Not a clue now, really. Oh, I did have a major crush on Davy Jones of The Monkees and collected all the bubble gum cards to make the Monkees poster so I could kiss him good night.
Did you smoke cigarettes?
Never did. Not one.
Did you lug all of your books around in your backpack all day because you were too nervous to find your locker?
There was no such thing back in my day. We used our lockers and lugged the books home every night in our arms.
Did you have a ‘clique’?
Kind of. We were the "GADS" which stood for Give a Damn. We were kind of an anti-clique.
Did you have “The Max” like Zach, Kelly, and Slater?
What the heck? This isn't even in my language. Beats me.
Admit it, were you popular?
Not a chance in hell.
Who did you want to be just like?
Marlo Thomas or Mary Tyler Moore, I guess.
What did you want to be when you grew up?
A journalist, particularly a political reporter. I was groomed for it in high school and college.
Where did you think you’d be at the age you are now?
I figured I'd be highly successful in my career, reporting from the state Capitol, probably married with children who would be grown by now. Possibly grandchildren by now. Everyone pegged me to be the mom in the wood-paneled station wagon. (In modern terms, a soccer mom.)