Two truths and a lie

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Do you call the place where you pay for items the “till,” or the “cash register”?

Do you stand on line, or in a queue?

till or cash register, either.

queue over line.

Nobody’s answered two of my “two truths and a lie

Sorry, I didn't see it somehow.

I think 2 is true (bastards).
I'll go with 1.

For 1974,#3 is the Lie. I never wrote “Viva Anthropologist” on an illegal wall. Only the legal one in the resource room.

For 1971, #1 is the Lie. I never came close to hitting anybody with a mallet.

He was a pervert. He got arrested for making threats to the New York City Transit Authority in 2004. I couldn’t believe it when I found out.

I was quite naive. I just thought he wanted to do an experiment.

I'm equally naïve; either that or I consistently attract manipulative people.

I hope he never got to experiment on your ... footwear.



1. The first funeral I attended was for my paternal grandmother. I put my favourite stuffed animal (a little mouse) in a trash bin in the ladies' room so that I would cry. Otherwise, I didn't know how to express emotion around the other people.

(Yes, I retrieved my mouse before leaving).

2. The person whose funeral I attended appeared to have one eye peeking open a tiny bit. It scared me because I thought they were watching me, despite being deceased. I thought they could see me from heaven, or where ever they were in spirit.

(I wanted to push it shut, but assumed that would be frowned upon).

3. The deceased was cremated, but no one had explained that process to me. There was a photo of the person and an urn, but I didn't know what the urn was. I didn't even notice it. I told my parents it was a stupid funeral because there was no way to say "goodbye" to someone who wasn't even there.

(They told me that even at traditional funerals, the person isn't "there" ... this confounded me).

I resisted the guy who wanted to “experiment” on me so much that it became a moot point.

I lost my best friend because he wanted to do graffiti. He thought it was a cool pastime.

#2 for Isabella. I believe her grandmother was cremated. My grandmother was cremated.

In 2002, at age 41:

1. I swam the Bosporus, yet stopped 200 meters short of Asia because of sheer exhaustion.

2. Saw the Blue Mosque in Istanbul----such a Wonder!

3. Wish I would have split for Split from Dubrovnik, Croatia----saw a highway sign for Split from my cruiseship window. Heard lots of nice things about Split

1 and 2 are true for me. My grandmother was peeking one eye open a bit (or so it seemed). None of my relatives have been cremated.

3 is my lie.

I think 3 is Kortie's lie also

Nope....it's #1. Wish I had bought my bathing suit!

Good day, good sir!

Today's agenda has involved:

1. Two hours in my utility room cleaning the floor and washing linens

2. Luxuriating in the absence of cataclysmic migraine activity

3. Reading a doctoral thesis on Jane Eyre and The Tenant of Wildfell Hall

In 2003, at age 42:

1. I was able to take my long-awaited drive to Labrador, Newfoundland, Canada. Some of the road was gravel. I feared getting a puncture in my tires.

2. I drove about 1,000 miles total, from Cochrane, Ontario to Queens, New York, with a broken radiator. Any traffic jam would have blown up the engine. I succeeded in bringing it to the shop relatively unscathed, except for the radiator.

3. We went to Moosonee, Ontario. The temperature was about 10 degrees Celsius for a maximum in the middle of July.

Hopefully, the Lie is not #1. I hope you got that over with.

But I'm sensing that it's #1.

You just can't resist reading doctoral literary theses.