At the request of VA2, I'm sharing a personal story of why my Blog is called "Invoking the Squee".

Ok, "Invoking the Squee"...

I am, what you would call, very ticklish! I had a group of friends who, unfortunately for me, discovered this and so, would come up behind me and poke me (read tickle) in the sides, causing me to laugh. Now, my reaction to this is very particular. It is a bursting forth of an extremely high-pitched, giggly sort of laughter that some (read mostly opposite sex, but many same sex also) find quite appealing and thus this incident would occur quite frequently (read every time I was with them at least 2, 3, 4 or 5 times per visit) with my group of friends. I was always exhausted and sore when I parted their company, but I loved them (I don't see them very often any more, but when I do, I better watch out!)!

They always hated it when we worked the Renaissance Festival and I had a bodice on because they couldn't get to my waist! Hee Hee!! They never figured out that I was ticklish everywhere else, too (thank goodness)!

Eventually, someone in the group coined the term, "Invoking the squee" when someone would do this insufferable act to me. And, furthermore, it became a rule (because of the severity of the high-pitch of my squee) that no one was allowed to "invoke my squee" indoors, under penalty of well, who-knows-what, but they weren't allowed to. So, there's the story!