Wednesday, March 16, 2011

And Now, The Fabtabulous Truth (and one lie) Revealed!!!



Petlets, it's time to reveal the truth (and one lie) about Fireblossom! You'll recall that in my post Fete Me Baby I listed five statements about myself as part of Sioux's Memetastic Meme. Four were true and one was a big whopping doozy of a lie. Did you guess which one was not true?

1. I said I sleep with a night light. True. I didn't until about the age of thirty. Then I started having trouble with something called night terrors, which differ from nightmares. They usually happen to children (I always have to be different, as my mother has been known to bitterly complain), and they usually happen within an hour of falling asleep. They don't have a storyline...just a shadow or some other vague threatening presence takes the mortal terror from zero to 90 in about three seconds. They involve physical thrashing and screaming and all sorts of neat stuff like that. Anyway, I discovered that a little bit of light where I sleep prevents them. So, let there be light. A night light.

2. I said I can't sleep in a silent environment, either. True. I use a white noise machine. I prefer the "waterfall" setting. I lurv my little white noise machine! It's either that or run the dryer all night every night. The noise machine is cheaper! As a child, my parents took me with them to the Great Smoky Mountains one year. We stayed at a place in Gatlinburg that was right on a rocky stream. I never slept better in my life. All night long, it seemed to go shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. I need something like that to stop my brain from thinking and keeping me awake.

3. I claimed that I lived in San Antonio, Texas, for six years and never owned a car. True. I used public transportation. I was your friendly neighborhood stone-broke artistic type. I spent most of my twenties doing two things...drinking and studying, though never at the same time. I self-educated. I worked part time to keep body and soul together, and used all that extra time to read everything I felt a young wannabe writer should read. I read Kerouac, Brautigan, Burroughs, Dreiser, Hardy, Lawrence, Amy Lowell, Christina Rossetti, Ginsberg, Ferlinghetti, Kesey, Vonnegut, everything I thought I might learn something from. And guess what? I couldn't have spent my time in a better way. I learned how the masterful use words, how the brilliant think about things, and how the greatest hearts express themselves. And I learned a great honking wealth of wildly diverse trivia. 

4. I said that, the summer I was eleven, my middle brother got married. True. And that the best man stayed at our house. Also true. I said that I didn't like the girl my brother was marrying. True true true. I went on to say that I hid the best man's shoes, thinking that then the ceremony would have to be postponed. Did you pick that out as the lie? Because, if you did, you were right.  I never hid his shoes.

5. And finally, I said 

I don't care if I'm stange, I ain't gonna change

And I don't give a damn about my bad reputation!

True!

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19 comments:

Raven said...

Oh, I so pegged you as a shoe-hider! LOL

Strange rocks, and I ain't gonna change either!

Kim Nelson said...

You learned more then most, as verified by these perfectly strung-together words:
"I learned how the masterful use words, how the brilliant think about things, and how the greatest hearts express themselves."
Brilliant!
BTW-- You share a lot of traits with my wonderful eldest child, who is utterly amazing!

Brian Miller said...

rock on stranger!

ellen abbott said...

rats, I was wrong.

Helen said...

... and here I thought I might have figured out one teensy tiny little bit about the Fabulistic Fireblossom. Not!

Sherry Blue Sky said...

I sure enjoy all that you learned from your reading! You know more than anyone I have come across. The wedding scenario sounded too true to be a lie........that was a trick question! Enjoyed your revelations here today, Ms Fireblossom:)

TALON said...

lol! I so thought you hid his shoes!

hedgewitch said...

I hedged all my bets by claiming cluelessness and randomly guessing almost all of them, but I do remember saying that the shoe hiding might have been a fantasy...maybe...possibly. So do I win? No? :c 'kay.

Your memes are fantastic, dahling. Don't ever have them surgically enhanced.

Lynn said...

That shoe hiding made a great story. :)

faye said...

I still have my favorite
Richard Brautigan books ..
who can forget Willard and His
Bowling Trophies or Sombrero
Fallout...

K said...

Thanks for sharing! Next time - maybe you should hide the shoes.

Lolamouse said...

Oh well, I guessed wrong. I had a roomie in college who had night terrors. SHE was a terror to live with! I'd just be falling off to a blissful sleep, and then I'd hear "AAAAAGH!!!!!!!" and she'd be sitting straight up in bed with her eyes wide open staring at NOTHING! I never wanted to smother someone in their sleep so much in my life!

Daryl said...

I love white noise, sometimes when I am getting my hair blown dry I fall asleep ...

Night terrors sound well named ... hugs!

Ami Mattison said...

Sneaky lie, Shay, burying it within an otherwise true story, but I guess I should have known as much since you are a story-teller par excellence and what are stories but truth told via a bunch of lies. Anyway, I still find it hard to believe you lived in Texas without a car!

Sioux said...

The Texas one was true? Quite a surprise. You obviously have honed telling lies to a well-crafted art!

Thanks for playing along...

Mama Zen said...

I like the waterfall setting, too.

Rene/ Not The Rockefellers said...

love this little glimpse of the quirks that make you so cool :)

Me too with the night terrors
and I sleep with the fan on

Jannie Funster said...

I used to have Joan Jett arms.

And after seeing that I AM getting them back. They're arriving from eBay.

And, Geez did ya see the "My Strange Addiction" about the woman who can't sleep with out a blow dryer, plugged in and turned on. OMG. Never watched that show again. A nice waterfall sounds great tho. I miss my parents' beach cottage, falling asleep to those waves. And Tim Horton's brewing in the a. of m. Heaven. Might have to take out a loan to get plane tickets for this summer, crazy.

xoox

mac said...

Nope. I bet you hid that shoe anyway, just not very well ;-)