Two Truths Enter, One Lie Leaves!
There you have it. That will be the one and only Mad Max: Beyond Thunderdome reference you’ll ever see here at the Project. I promise. Or at least I think I promise. Who knows what might come up in the future, hm? Still, it seemed an appropriate title for a Two Truths and a Lie post, and it’s about time I had one, too; the last was nearly two weeks ago!
I gave you three statements. You folks were pretty torn over which was the lie, and which two were the truth. Two of you were certain my parents couldn’t possibly forget my birthday for thirteen years in a row. You, my dear friends, would be wrong. Beginning with my eighteenth birthday, my parents forgot until the wee hours of the night – or sometimes the next day – that my birthday had passed. At first it hurt, but eventually it became a running joke, even if they didn’t notice. No, they aren’t bad parents, in fact, they were pretty darn good. They just had a whole lot on their minds, I suppose.
Does it sound like I’m in middle-child denial?
One person thought I might not have cut off the end of my left ring finger with a bamboo blade. That, too, is incorrect. When I was six, I was using a broken bamboo shaft with a sharp edge to clean some mud out of the treads of my shoes. One little slip and the bloody tip of my ring finger was hanging by a thin wafer of skin. My dad, who was a bit of a do-it-yourselfer, set it and wrapped it in gauze and medical tape, and I was never taken to the hospital. Today, the finger is fully functional. So, there you have the two truths.
The lie? James hit the nail on the head when he guessed:
There is no scale within five miles of my house with the capacity to weigh me.
I’m a big guy. But more to the point, our local medical facilities are somewhat lacking in products for larger folks, and none have a scale which might weigh someone in excess of three hundred pounds. There’s a nearby salvage yard with a scale able to manage tons of steel, and it’s less than five miles away, falling within my radius.
No, I don’t weigh as much as tons of steel.
Congratulations, James. Now… let’s move on. Two more truths, one more lie. Let’s see if you can decipher a bit more of my life.
- When I was young, I was part of a major motion picture.
- I’ve ridden in a Delorian, an Amish wagon, and a moon buggy.
- I am a former rap artist with at least one album to my credit.
Can you tell which one of these is the lie? We’ll find out in a few days!
Good ones! *grins* I look forward to reading everyone’s guesses. Good luck to all of you!
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“I’ve ridden in a Delorian, an Amish wagon, and a moon buggy.”
That’s my guess. Of course, I have no idea what a moon buggy is.
Sooo here is what I know thus far:
• YOU once had the end of my left ring finger chopped off by a bamboo blade.
• YOUR parents forgot your birthday for thirteen years in a row.
• YOU once swam in 40-degree water for ten minutes in order to win a ten-dollar bet. Then you refused your rightful winnings
• YOU have played five different instruments in front of live audiences and they never caught on that you could not read the music and had never been trained to play those instruments.
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NOW you want me to pick the LIE from these:
* When you were young, you was part of a major motion picture.
* You’ve ridden in a Delorian, an Amish wagon, and a moon buggy.
* You are a former rap artist with at least one album to my credit.
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My guess is you were a former rap artist with at least one album to your credit…
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Now how about a photo or two to go with the TRUTHS?????