Better late than never. No particular order:

1) There was a semester in 11th grade when I was simultaneously enrolled in third-year Russian, first-year French, and first-year German.

2) I once spent the night in the bus shelter in Vaduz (capital, such as it is, of Liechtenstein), reading a Heinlein novel to keep from falling asleep and freezing to the bench.

3) I have been in jail three times in my life (so far!) - most recently because I was driving without my license [which had expired, in any case] when a drunk on a bicycle ran into the side of my car at a high rate of speed. He fell down in the middle of the street, and I, thinking he might be dying, called 911 to get help. A patrol car responded and took me to jail, while the drunk got up, refused assistance, and walked his bicycle off into the night.

4) When I was about two years old, I stuck a butter knife in an outlet and was thrown across the room. My mom kept the blackened utensil for years, and to this day I refrain at all times from sticking bare metal into outlets by hand.

5) The first time I ever saw a dead body was when I was walking along the shore of Lake Baikal, saw a crowd out on a dock, went to see what was up and found they had just pulled a drowning victim out of the lake.

6) I am as far as I know the only person who has had a pair of his underpants catalogued in the Internacia Esperanto-Muzeo Wien (part of the National Library of Austria).

7) I can sing "Nobody knows the trouble I seen" in Japanese, from memory.

8) I planned to rob a bank on the first Monday in September, 1984; luckily, I forgot that was going to be Labor Day, a bank holiday.

Well, that's only eight. Maybe I'll think of the rest later.

9) This is the first time I've ever posted to a thread with more than 200 (indeed, more than 256) posts in it already.

10) I once wrote a story in Swahili about how a Seminole Indian girl and a cottonmouth water moccasin teamed up to defeat the US Army in such a way that the glory redounded to Osceola's credit. I was urged to submit it to the East Africa Standard, but my Swahili teacher lost the ms. before I could send it off.

There. Nothing about raw fish or anything.

Haruo