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Oh yeah....I think I know why you weren't in a position to change your name 12 years ago. Should have known!

You know what I like? I like the diphthong/monophthong contrasts. I find that these contrasts leads to many "accents."

The New York City accent is absolutely brimming with diphthongs. Most creole/pidgin accents lack diphthongs.

1. I served on a jury, and was sequestered.

2. I shook hands with Mayor Abraham Beame in 1976.

3. I played one side of the Pushme-Pullme in a performance of "Doctor Doolittle" at summer camp in 1971.

I think if I had chosen the name Isabella I would have completely dissociated.
Yes, the dipthong is underrated. How 'bout those egressives?

Hmm... I will pick 2. I always pick 2, I think?

The San (used to be called the "Bushmen") use lingual egressives (clicks). You probably saw the movie "The Gods Must Be Crazy."

I did shake Mayor Beame's hand in 1976. I was taller than him even then. He was about 5 foot 1. He had a very strong grip. He passed away recently at age 95.

I've never heard of Mayor Beame. I guess that's not surprising as I've barely heard of anyone. Was he a good mayor?
I've never seen The Gods must be Crazy but hallelujah, I've heard of it! (Despite thinking it was Monty Python...)
Did you not want to pursue a Masters in Linguistics or Speech Pathology? You sound so knowledgable about linguistics!

I went to SLP at school as a child, and had SLP support after my stroke. I always thought that would be an interesting job.

So was it #3? I really hope you were sequestered, if only for a short time. That would be something to remember although I can't imagine doing that myself. I'd have a panic attack. I was called for jury duty but not chosen. Thank goodness.

I served on a civil case once (having to do with injuries in a car accident)---but the case was settled after two days, and I was never sequestered.

I thought about going for a Master's in Applied Linguistics---but I decided it wasn't practical. I guess I could have, conceivably, went to school for a teacher of "English as a Second Language," which was recommended for me. As for Speech Pathology, I'm not coordinated. In order to be a success in Speech Pathology, I would have to be adept in things like "manipulating the jaw." It takes a certain talent to manipulate a person's jaw properly.

How were you affected by your stroke? I had a professor who was in a car accident. For about six months, she had to communicate with a pencil that was attached to a keyboard. Ultimately, she regained full ability in speech, and is now working on her dissertation for a Doctorate in Speech Language/Hearing Sciences. She writing her dissertation on how English acquisition in childhood (Spanish being the first language) affects the pronunciation of the /i/ and the /e/ phoneme.

1. I have been a supervisor on my job

2. I worked for the Yellow Pages in 1980

3. I got mugged on a train in the Bronx in 1990, and was stabbed in the head. It made the news.

Oh my gosh I sincerely hope #3 is a lie. Please be 3.

My stroke happened three years ago, after one session of EMDR trauma therapy (DO NOT try it).

The lesion is in my cerebellum. I developed emotional lability (I actually laughed inappropriately and non-stop, but there were also episodes of spontaneous crying). I had difficulty with balance and left-sided fine motor skills. I received PT / OT / SLP / VRT (vestibular rehab) for a year to improve my function, balance and coordination. I also experienced double vision requiring special lenses, and I had my "masking" ability ripped off such that I couldn't suppress my autism / stims any more. It's like the stroke amped up my autism. Apparently the cerebellum isn't just about coordination; it's a microprocessor for coordinating and fine-tuning our emotions and behaviours as well. Many people on the spectrum are born with cerebellar damage or deformed cerebellar hemispheres. In my case, I was born with autism for some other reason, but the cerebellar damage three years ago made it more difficult to disguise my differences. I am pretty much recovered physically but I still get dizzy easily, and I startle even more easily than ever (which isn't a good thing for someone with PTSD). You likely wouldn't know about my stroke to look at me today, but I can feel its effects all the time.

Last year I fell down the stairs and broke my foot because of my double vision. It was awful to have a broken foot on top of the balance issues.

I do understand what you mean about the jaw coordination. I have family in Argentina and Ecuador but I'm not very adept at Spanish.

Hmmm. I really hope it's #3 for you.

#3 is true----but it didn't turn out that bad. I only got two stiches. $200 was taken from me; but my mother gave me $400. I didn't tell her; she found out about it through my sister-in-law reading Newsday, and then telling my mother.

The answer is #1. I've never been a supervisor on my job.

That's terrible. Did you get any therapy for your anxiety afterward? You must have been so scared

I wouldn't want to be a supervisor. I have enough difficulty liking myself. I wouldn't want a whole staff talking behind my back. Did you want to be a supervisor?

1. I love wallpaper.
2. I'd rather endure horrible pain than run a fever.
3. I lived with two guys in University.

I pick #2.

No therapy. I had anxiety for one night; I had just moved into my new apartment in Queens from the Bronx. But, somehow, I didn't let it affect me.

1. I was sent to a group home called Linden Hill in 1974.

2. I did not officially graduate from junior high.

3. I wore an (American) football helmet and shoulder pads to school in 1974.

#2 is true. I can manage quite a lot of pain but I can't tolerate fevers. That listless, confused, weak feeling is very bothersome for me. I'd sooner break a bone (knock on wood). I thought of this because I started to feel febrile earlier today and got to 99.6 but my temperature soon dropped without remedy. I'm thankful.

So either 1 or 3 is a lie on my list.

For you, I think 2 is wrong (again, ha). Considering you hunted food with a stick I can see you in the football suit. I'm sad if number 1 is true, but something tells me it is.

I was threatened with being sent to Linden Hill in 1974----but the threat was never carried out.

I didn't officially graduate from junior high because the junior high went up to 9th grade. But I transferred to a school where high school started in 9th grade. Hence, no cap and gown.

No cap and gown for high school, either---though I did graduate (barely).

The answer for you: You probably hate wallpaper. I can sense that you went through a phase in University where you wanted to make up for all the loneliness you experienced in high school.

That's interesting about your graduations. I hated walking across the stage so I would have loved to avoid any and all possible. I'm glad you didn't go to Linden Hill. I don't know the place but it reminds me of Law Hill (Brontës), and by association Cowan Bridge... so it seemed ominous. I'm glad you wore the football attire; you sound like you were an incredible child with lots of character.

I love wallpaper because I'm a 70s kid, remember? But I like wallpaper that is muted, vintage and worn out, like something from the Victorian era (very pale olive, pale grey with faint prints). Understated. I don't have any wallpaper but it is en vogue again and very expensive. I wouldn't know how to put it up so I won't bother. I'll just imagine my little parlour in all its splendour.

I lived with one guy in University for one year (as a platonic friend), but like always the relationship imploded. He was a narcissist who ended up thinking he was Sting. To make matters worse I hate Sting. I really wish I could judge character more accurately.

1. I've had long hair since adolescence.
2. I have many scarves.
3. I wear a silver ring.

I'm a 70's kid, too---and I never liked wallpaper!

When we moved into our new apartment, we had to take down the wallpaper. Taking down wallpaper is one of the hardest jobs known to Man (almost as hard as sanding a floor). I wouldn't have minded keeping it up there----but she insisted!

I would say #1. Because I sense that you might have had a crisis that led you to cut your hair. I was forced to shave my head twice in my life because I gave myself a bad haircut. Once, when I was 9. The other time, when I was 29. You probably have maintained long hair most of the time in your life.

I took down a bunch of wallpaper too, when I first moved where I am. It's the worst job in the world!

I do have long hair and I've kept it long since I was about twelve. I managed to save the length all these years despite what could have been. Whew.

So guess again, but don't shave your head.

I get the feeling you prefer gold to silver in jewelry---so you don't own a silver ring.


1. I had a relationship with a lesbian twice my age.

2. I played the lead in Fiddler on the Roof when I was 9.

3. I've never ordered a banana split in my life.

LMAOOOO your choices always make me laugh. Thank you.

Shall I choose 2 again? Or wait, that's when you shaved your head so maybe....

I think 1 is correct, assuming many guys like that (stereotype?)
I've never ordered a banana split either. I prefer gelato.


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I actually prefer silver. There's a backstory there, too... So my lie is #3 like you thought, but for different reasons.
I used to wear a silver ring for many years and I still have it, but I don't wear it.

(Likewise I do have many scarves -- the flowey variety-- but I don't wear them often any more, either).