Friday, April 01, 2005
No April Fool's, part 2
And for the tail end to my April Fool's post from this morning:
The second six statements are TRUE as well:
7. The first boy I ever had a passionate crush on appeared to have no last name.
Michael Charles. Judge for yourself.
8. When I was a kid, all states (except for Georgia) placed extensive restrictions on where, within their borders, I could travel, even if I was just passing through, without spending the night.
I posed a threat, no doubt about it.
9. The Polish authorities would not permit my mother to give me the name of Nina.
I blogged about this once. The “rule” was that you had to use names of saints who were in the name-day calendar (Nina was not listed). Yes, in “communist” Poland.
10. When I came back to the States as an eighteen year old, the sudden exposure to American junk food caused me to gain 40 pounds in 6 months.
The stuff was addictive! (It took a lot longer to lose it.)
11. For six years of my life, my next door neighbor (in an apartment building) was a spy whose sole occupation was to listen in on conversations that took place inside our unit.
My sister and I were warned not to talk loudly about sensitive subjects. I’m not quite sure what I understood to be a sensitive subject, but I suppose the fact that our Polish babysitter took flight and asked for asylum for herself (were we little monsters? no, it was all very political) might have been one of them…
12. I was once engaged to a bartender who lived on the remote Greek island of Samos.
He certainly thought so. We had language issues.
Another April 1st passes and I fool no one. The story of my life...
The second six statements are TRUE as well:
7. The first boy I ever had a passionate crush on appeared to have no last name.
Michael Charles. Judge for yourself.
8. When I was a kid, all states (except for Georgia) placed extensive restrictions on where, within their borders, I could travel, even if I was just passing through, without spending the night.
I posed a threat, no doubt about it.
9. The Polish authorities would not permit my mother to give me the name of Nina.
I blogged about this once. The “rule” was that you had to use names of saints who were in the name-day calendar (Nina was not listed). Yes, in “communist” Poland.
10. When I came back to the States as an eighteen year old, the sudden exposure to American junk food caused me to gain 40 pounds in 6 months.
The stuff was addictive! (It took a lot longer to lose it.)
11. For six years of my life, my next door neighbor (in an apartment building) was a spy whose sole occupation was to listen in on conversations that took place inside our unit.
My sister and I were warned not to talk loudly about sensitive subjects. I’m not quite sure what I understood to be a sensitive subject, but I suppose the fact that our Polish babysitter took flight and asked for asylum for herself (were we little monsters? no, it was all very political) might have been one of them…
12. I was once engaged to a bartender who lived on the remote Greek island of Samos.
He certainly thought so. We had language issues.
Another April 1st passes and I fool no one. The story of my life...
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