True. I was camping in New Mexico and sleeping in a tent with my tent-mate. I woke because I felt a HGUE pain in my ankle, looked down, and noticed that part of the tent was collpased on my foot. I also could tell I was bleeding from my ankle. I figured a tree branch fell on the tent, but as my tent-mate sat up from me waking him, asking what the problem was, we heard a shufflnig noise outside and something quite large brushed by our tent. Suddenly, I saw my budies face fly towards me,blood splattering everywhere. We suddenely realzied we had a new friend of the ursine persuasion. He batted at the tent several mroe times (luckily, missing us) until us, and everyone else in the campground, were albe to scare him off by yelling quite loudly. The next morning another kid, who I didn’t know, was bitten on the shoulder by (presumably) the same bear while he was packing up his tent. My friend was very lucky that only the very tip of the bear’s claws got him. He didn’t even need stiches, and after a day of rest at the base camp infirmary, was able to return to the trip. I just needed some gauze on my ankle and didn’t have to leave at all.
Also true. I was in a physiology class, and we were doing some open heart surgery on a pig, to better learn about cardiac function. Our pig crashed on us, and the instructor had us take turns doing internal compressions on it to get the heart beating again. FTR, it worked, and Mr. Oinky, as we called him, came back to life…only to be killed at the end of the lab session anyway with a nice potassium chloride solution. I also happened to have pork chops for dinner that night…
Lie. While I did go on a class trip to Rome and there was a sort-of con man with a knife, he did not threaten me at all. He was making money off dumb tourists (several of my classmates included) by making crappy string bracelets for them. It was a small pocket-knife he was using to cut the string, and I seriously doubt he would have used it to cut me had I fallen for the ruse and then refused to pay him.
I’ve been on tv and had my picture in the paper numerous times.
I have a Kevin Bacon number of 4.
I’ve fallen from a height of around 23 feet (or about 7 meters) onto a wood and concrete floor with no protective gear and walked away with no injuries.
Alias, I think #1 is a lie, and FlyingRamenMonster, I think #2 is a lie for you.
#1 is the falsity. The baby only had six fingers on one hand, and the rest was normal. Polydactly (sp?) is very common in india unfortunately.
William Goldman did indeed write to me. True it was a form letter. It had a real signature, but it was probably his secretary. But still!
And yup, I did read that godawful book overnight…I was desperate for entertainment and wasn’t able to sleep where I was because there were no beds, only four chairs in a brightly lit room.
Oh, and for my guess - I refuse to believe that I live in a world where people masturbate dogs and then post about it on messageboards afterwards. So Malacandra, that’d be a guess for #2 as the lie.
[spoiler]1) True. I don’t need to sleep very much - at least less than most people, it would seem. Besides, it gives me more time to get work done, or to read a book, or whatever.
True. When I was born, I had two pupils in my left eye - imagine it looking like a normal pupil, but with a band of iris across the middle. Soon after I was born, I was operated on (i’m not sure exactly what they did, I assume it was a graft of some kind) and covered up one of the pupils - so now my left eye has a pupil a third the normal size, and a purpleish patch where the other pupil used to be. I had to wear eye patches for years because that eye had less and weaker muscles, so while it was smaller it couldn’t contract normally in bright light. All that, and I didn’t even get X-Ray vision. Bah.
False. 83 wpm is apperently my limit - if I could type at 90, I would be allowed in to a internet team thing that requires fast typing to compete. No matter how many times I tried, I couldn’t get higher than 83. Boo. [/spoiler]
Let’s see if I can get everyone that doesn’t have a guess yet:
I don’t believe that Alasdair Grey prostrated himself at HazelNutCoffee’s feet.
AndyPolley has apparently appeared nude in many places, but I don’t believe broadcast television was one of them.
I question RancidYakButterTeaParty’s claim that he survived under water for three minutes, kayak or no.
Though it may be a disappointment for him, I doubt that Spiff was blown in a crowded lecture hall.
So much humiliation to choose from, but I think Kythereia’s cute boy didn’t get a look at her bum.
lightingtool may indeed have fallen 23 feet, but I doubt that he walked away uninjured.
I don’t believe that Draelin’s real name is Jesse Garon.
I think Pythian Habanero needs to pee more often than once per day.
And here are mine:
When I was a kid, I found a femur while hiking by a river. I hauled it home with me and made jokes about it belonging to various famous people, assuming it was from an animal of some sort. Eventually I got rid of it. When I took my first physical anthropology lab, I realized that the bone was probably from a human after all.
Since moonstarssun hazarded a guess, here’s my answers …
[spoiler]1. My mother, a huge fan, named me after Elvis Presley’s stillborn twin. False, as guessed. My name is Jessica, though, and when I asked my mom if it had been done on purpose, she said it had never even occurred to her–but I could go ahead and tell people that it was on purpose because she thought it was funny.
I was once asked to leave the Washington Monument because I was screaming. True. I was in an altered state, and somebody knocked me off the little stool I was standing on while looking out the window. Unable to differentiate between falling to the floor and falling to my death, I screamed bloody murder and was kindly asked to depart.
I once drove 1,247 miles without stopping–because I had no brakes. True. Boca Raton, FL to North Caldwell, NJ. I was young and stupid and really wanted to go home.[/spoiler]
I think you are too sane a person, judging from your posts, to have dated two drug dealers. Man, there were a lot of tos/toos/twos in that sentence.
Mine are:
I almost bled to death in a hospital emergency room. The transfusion nurse couldn’t find a vein that hadn’t collapsed that was still large enough to allow her to insert an I, so she shrugged and left the emergency room without reporting this to anyone else.
I was once insulted on the Tonight Show by comedienne Rita Rudner.
I once had lunch with Joseph Heller, author of Catch-22.
moonstarssun was correct. I do need to wee more than once a day, although I’ve been known to get away with a mere twice or three times. The trick is not to drink much water.
And for the curious, the explanation for #3 is that I had whooping-cough.
Yeah, putting the answers under a spoiler is the thing to do…and you can do it any time you want.
Here’s three more from me:
I, at age 22, was once dating and engaged to a 44 year old woman.
I have a HUGE fear of electricity. To the point where I can’t unplug or plug anything in, change light bulbs, and even have trouble turning on and off light switches
I have the biggest collection of TAMPONS known to the world (odd collection I started at age 16 and currently totals 43 different tampons [hey, there aren’t that many in this world]).
And the spoiler answer from the topic start:
The false one is number 1. Never harmed any animal, nor do I ever see myself doing so.
