Since I can’t sleep I have been reflecting on my life and below is a(n incomplete) list of lies that I have told people THAT WERE BELIEVED!
That my family owns a bridge outside of Tracy California where my father taught me how to fish.
That I was adopted (I wrote a two-part editorial about it for my high school paper).
That I dropped out of UCLA medical school.
That I have been to Chicago.
That I would pick up the bar tab (I still feel bad about that one).
That I wasn’t drunk.
That I used to be in a band.
That I ran for mayor of my hometown when I was 19.
That I served in the merchant marines for four years.
That I am a commercial airline pilot.
That I taught myself how to tie a necktie at the age of four.
That I am Jewish.
That I am a devout Christian who is unhappy that I can’t find a church that, “Really practices what Jesus taught. You know?”
That I am gay.
That I used to know how to speak Portuguese.
That I had a short-lived and completely unsuccessful career in pornography.
That I used to own a beat up car with a lot of bumper stickers on it.
That I know how to ski.
That I have performed CPR on myself by leaning over the back of a chair.
That I used to work as a fire extinguisher inspector.
That I got such high SAT scores because they lost my test and my parents threatened to sue the SAT company.
That I had a roommate who could make fake library cards.
That my father is the actor who played the bad guy in the first “Beverly Hills Cop” movie.
That I can change the oil in a car.
That I saw a tornado once when I was in Missouri.
That I accidently swallow paper clips all the time at work.
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