100% Liar...Honest

I am laughing as I write this. I am amazed and even amused at the amount of unnecessary lies some people will tell for absolutely no reason at all. None of us can claim that we've held steady to complete and total truth 100% of the time...not you and not even me (whew that was hard!) but we'll keep it "hush hush" if it makes me...uh, I mean you feel better. The thing is, some people take this to a new level of extreme.

I met a very interesting person (who will remain nameless) about ten months ago whom I have found myself spending a little time with here and there. Until recently I couldn't quite figure out why. Now, I have come to the decision that it is an acquaintance I've pursued all in fun.

This is not a person I would tell my secrets to by any means because there's no doubt it would take minus five seconds before they were all out in the open. Yes I have secrets...so do you. This is the person you tell something to if you want everyone on earth and all nearby planets possibly inhabited with life to know it with incredible, fictional, added twists.

I find that I love having a conversation with her because all that she says is based on whatever her imagination can throw out at the moment. I am simply entertained. For example, I spoke with her on the phone and she told me she would love for me to stop by later. I told her I might. Later in the conversation, she'd forgotten about the invite (or not) and casually informed me that she had steaks on the grill, was frying some potatoes and had a pot of collards going.

After we hung up, I went into town to take care of some things and figured I would stop by her house for a quick five and say hello before I headed home. There were no steaks, no potatoes and no collards at her house. The grill hadn't even been touched. Instead, she was on her couch eating frozen pizza. No it wasn't still frozen...she had cooked it it first.

Now, I can't say that what she was having for dinner on that night was of any life changing relevance to me or that I have the slightest clue what any possible reason behind her story could be. I can say that I found myself quietly amused once again. It is one of the many, many fictional tales that have flowed from her lips since I have known her and it has no purpose. She didn't tell me this to protect me or to keep from hurting my feelings. She didn't tell me this to protect someone else or herself.

The girl could be brushing her teeth when you call her and tell you she was mowing the lawn. I think we all know one or two people like this and between us, I've decided to give some of her personality to one of the characters in a book I am currently writing. I'm going to have some fun with this one.