popcorn

Sing a song of pop corn
When the snowstorms rage;
Fifty little brown men
Put into a cage.
Shake them till they laugh and leap
Crowding to the top;
Watch them burst their little coats
Pop! Pop! Pop!
- Nancy Byrd Turner, 'A Pop Corn Song'.

Haha! Love the image of the American Behemoth cruising tiny German streets. :-)

We had a Country Squire with fake wood panels on the sides. It had electric windows and seat belts! We took it over to Germany when we lived there and it looked like a bus compared to the small German cars! We made quite a scene!

My parents tried that too. Regular rotations. But then the ol' carsick one had to throw off the whole routine....

Oh, no - my family believed in fair turns and the like, so there was a regular rotation. Except for the littlest, who always got to ride up front. I swear, that child could puke on command.

I always had to jockey for a second-row seat in the ol' station wagon to avoid motion sickness from riding backwards. :-(

I spent many hours in the way back as a child - playing animal cribbage and getting dizzy from exhaust fumes when the window was open. Good times.

Wow! "Way back" evokes fond memories too, although we called it the "way far back" :-)

Popcorn makes me think of being in my pj's, in the "way back" of the station wagon (seats down) with my brothers and pillows. My parents are in the front bench seat and we're at the drive-in on a summer night eating popcorn out of a paper bag. Yum!

Nice John!

Faith Popcorn? Who reminds me of William Gibson's excellent book, Pattern Recognition.

If Faith was really all that, she'd have divined that flash introduction pages to web sites were recognized as annoying and useless back in 2000.

Let's see...now I think of that Colorado guy who has a horrible lung condition because he's been eating two bags of microwave popcorn every day for 10 years and breathing in diacetyl, the chemical that gives microwave popcorn its buttery flavor.

Before I read that news article, I associated it with its aroma, movie theaters when I was a kid, and my favorite bar in the city (which had a popcorn machine).

The news spoils everything. ;-)

Okay, word association time! What do you think of when you hear the word popcorn?

A smell? A flavor? A sound? A color? A texture? A memory? A picture?