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bktheirregular) wrote2003-10-09 10:49 am
bktheirregular) wrote2003-10-09 10:49 am
Lies, I tell you, lies!
Well, one, anyway.
1) The first words I ever spoke were witnessed and reported by a finalist for the Hugo Award.
True. Though said finalist hadn't been nominated for the Hugo Award yet; he and my father grew up together, doing things like building model rockets for which they'd mix their own fuel. My dad got blown up in the basement once because of this, but that's another story.
2) I was once offered the helm of a sailboat belonging to a Greek regatta champion, and proceeded to pilot that boat between two Greek islands.
True. My great-uncle Theodore used to enter the regatta's senior devision, and would win that division handily; one might find a picture in the Greek newspapers of him in the pajamas he'd wear as sailing clothes, with his only crewmember at his side: his dog. And the one time I piloted his sailboat, I learned that a) it's tough to hold a sailboat to a steady course in a high sea; and b) trying to hold a sailboat on course in a high sea is a good way to beat sea-sickness.
3) I once gave medical care to the family of a Nobel Prize winner.
True. The winner of the 1984 Nobel Prize for chemistry lives in my hometown, and also works at the university with my father; Dad tells me that the time I came with the ambulance crew to take the man's wife to the hospital is often a point of conversation between them.
4) I once successfully proved to my teacher that the dog ate my homework.
True. I didn't like the teacher much, and the feeling was mutual, so when I finished my assignment and the dog later got its teeth into it, rather than simply redo the work, I indulged my streak of sheer cussedness and salvaged the scraps of paper, taping them together, and showing the teacher the evidence the next morning.
5) I once had dinner with a man who had walked on the moon.
False. Though my father once was at a grad-school buddy's house and spent an afternoon looking at a map of the moon with Dr. Harrison Schmidt, the last man to walk on the moon.
1) The first words I ever spoke were witnessed and reported by a finalist for the Hugo Award.
True. Though said finalist hadn't been nominated for the Hugo Award yet; he and my father grew up together, doing things like building model rockets for which they'd mix their own fuel. My dad got blown up in the basement once because of this, but that's another story.
2) I was once offered the helm of a sailboat belonging to a Greek regatta champion, and proceeded to pilot that boat between two Greek islands.
True. My great-uncle Theodore used to enter the regatta's senior devision, and would win that division handily; one might find a picture in the Greek newspapers of him in the pajamas he'd wear as sailing clothes, with his only crewmember at his side: his dog. And the one time I piloted his sailboat, I learned that a) it's tough to hold a sailboat to a steady course in a high sea; and b) trying to hold a sailboat on course in a high sea is a good way to beat sea-sickness.
3) I once gave medical care to the family of a Nobel Prize winner.
True. The winner of the 1984 Nobel Prize for chemistry lives in my hometown, and also works at the university with my father; Dad tells me that the time I came with the ambulance crew to take the man's wife to the hospital is often a point of conversation between them.
4) I once successfully proved to my teacher that the dog ate my homework.
True. I didn't like the teacher much, and the feeling was mutual, so when I finished my assignment and the dog later got its teeth into it, rather than simply redo the work, I indulged my streak of sheer cussedness and salvaged the scraps of paper, taping them together, and showing the teacher the evidence the next morning.
5) I once had dinner with a man who had walked on the moon.
False. Though my father once was at a grad-school buddy's house and spent an afternoon looking at a map of the moon with Dr. Harrison Schmidt, the last man to walk on the moon.