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In reply to the discussion: What were you doing when John Lennon was killed? [View all]Tsiyu
(18,186 posts)food poisoning or a bug.
A few hours before, I'd eaten a metal-wrapped TV dinner - Stouffer's Chicken Cacciatore.
And when the bug/poisoning hit, it was not pretty. We lived in a raised ranch with my room downstairs next to the bathroom door (thankfully) and within sight of the den where my brother and cousin were watching TV.
One one of my rapid stumbles out of my door toward the bathroom, my cousin, crying, said "What the hell is wrong with you? John Lennon is dead! You need to come watch this." I was not sure if I wasn't hallucinating.
Some years before that, the two of them had convinced me for about five minutes that they had written and recorded "When I'm Sixty Four." Yeah, they were always pranking me like that. So then I thought they were just messing with me.
It still was weird, the way they were just standing there watching the tube.
It wasn't until the next morning that I realized they were not messing with me, IIRC.
Seems so friggin long ago and then sometimes like yesterday...