Pants on Fire

So my friend Jess passed on the Bald-Faced Liar Creative Writer Award to this here blog. THANKS, JESS!! Not just for the award but for another fun game to play along with.

Here are the rules:

  1. Thank the person who gave this to you. (see above)
  2. Copy the logo and place it on your blog. (see above)
  3. Link to the person who nominated you. (see above)
  4. Tell up to six outrageous lies about yourself, and at least one outrageous truth. (see below)
  5. Nominate seven “Creative Writers” who might have fun coming up with outrageous lies.
  6. Post links to the seven blogs you nominate. (Umm… well…)
  7. Leave a comment on each of the blogs letting them know you nominated them. (Uh, yeah…)

Anyway, let’s start with the outrageous lies and the one outrageous truth. Can you guess which is which?

  1. Clevelanders are famous for lying about this, but I really was an extra in the parade scene in “A Christmas Story.” I was one of the folks standing right in front of Soldiers & Sailors Monument.
  2. I once got a standing ovation singing “Sweet Transvestite” at a karaoke bar, embarassing another singer the way Huey Lewis did in the film Duets.
  3. I lost my left big toe in a childhood bicycle mishap, finding out the hard way why there are always supposed to be guards around the chain.
  4. I made it through two rounds of interviews for The Real World: San Francisco. Yes, the one with Puck. So glad I dodged that bullet.
  5. Fourteen years ago, I embarassed myself backstage at a Chicago concert by telling the trumpet player, Lee Loughnane, that he was my idol and I wanted to be just like him.
  6. When I was twenty, I once slept with a girl who would eventually become an actress who, until recently, co-starred in a famous network TV police procedural drama. She’d originally planned to be an engineer. (No, I won’t tell you which show.)
  7. As I child, I had dreams of me being a sub in BDSM scenes before I even knew what BDSM was.

Anyway, the real truth is that while I occasionally break my rule of not spamming other people’s blogs, I’m a little wiped to think of seven folks who might be kind enough to play along. How about, I pick… you? I’d only ask one thing, which is that you leave a comment with a link if you do play along.

6 thoughts on “Pants on Fire”

  1. Ha! I believed every one of those. Geez, Don, you're a born liar, I think. Nice. But if there really is a truth in there, I'd say number one, cuz I'm pretty sure I saw you in that movie 😉 You were like, what, the fetus in that one lady's belly, right? (Yes, I am saying you look young. Feel free to send me flowers now.)

    I don't know how to link anything because I'm an html dunce. Sorry 🙁

  3. @Erica: Can't wait!

    @Carol: You were entitled to flowers the minute you wrote that you believed every one of my lies ;).

  4. Impressive, Don. Really. I'm bowled over, none of them strike me as obvious lies, much less an obvious truth.

    Oh and btw? You were right about my truth. Shhh.

    Take care,
    Jess

  6. I never revealed my truth, did I? Here's the hint:

    "I'm not much of a man
    By the light of day
    But by night I'm one hell of a lover-er-her!" 🙂

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