What was the first Q you ever put up on Fluther?

I asked if Chinese people eat ice cream with chop-sticks.

… Once I tryed to eat custurd with chop-sticks :)

*tried

I asked if there were tarantulas on Mt. Diablo.

http://www.fluther.com/disc/1616/i-remember-a-softcore-porn-show-from-the-early-90s/

Both I and the rest of the world have yet to find out.

How do you visualize the calendar in your mind?
I see it as a closed upside down inverted horseshoe.

Wow, it wasn’t even a week ago when I asked how to explain vowels to my five year old. It was my best question to date :-)! I got some lurve for it and received such an informative answer from Seesul.

Aa yes I rember that Q as if it wet yesterday.

Where can I get good seafood in PB?

Well, I see that it is not as intellectual as yours.
*were (btw)

Pie makes the world go round.

this was my first question. sndfreq gave me an amazing answer in record time and i am still very grateful for that!

“Where’s Waldo?”

and children are the future…

http://www.fluther.com/disc/3510/in-the-uk-can-a-police-officer-request-my-name-and/

In reference to your earlier question about sleep PnL, I think I asked that at about 4:30am. I think I’d discovered Fluther about 3am that same night. :)

@Richard: if one is a long-term blatherer, as I have been since Dec. 2006, how can I find my first question?

@ gail – isn’t this your first question?

@ richard – i was initially going to ask my sleep question @ 6 am this morning, but i felt that if i did that, the only responses i would get would be “GO TO SLEEP YOU IDIOT” and
“you are hopeless”.

@PnL: so embarrassing- but how did you find it? And I seem to have matured since then.

@gailcalled & PnL: I was just about to post that.

The 457th question to be posted on Fluther was the first by ‘gailcalled’ (http://www.fluther.com/disc/457), but you also posted the 165th question (http://www.fluther.com/disc/165) as ‘gailcalder’, which was your technical first. So your first question was about gift indoor bulbs from the Dartmouth Arboretum, and you answered it yourself. :)

You switched from the gailcalder account to the gailcalled account on the 4th of December 2006.

How did you do that? And mercifully, Dartmouth Arboretum is really much more refined than men’s toilet habits.

@ gail, i just clicked on your current username, which took me to your profile and scrolled down, the last question shown was your first question.

of course, i wasn’t a member when you used the gailcalder username so i did not take that into my calculations.

By the way, when you look at your profile and it says you asked something a year ago, it really means ‘more than 1 year ago’. It’s a bug, and I’ve just emailed Ben, Andrew and Erik about it.

Gailcalled is so much more anonymous than my real name, isn’t it? Luckily I have a guard cat now and my only current stalker is a 71 yr old former HS classmate from a Republican suburb in NJ.

I’m a moderator. We know where you live.

If anyone is reading this and thinking about joining Fluther, I want to assure you that the above isn’t actually true

I agree, I am paranoid about internet security. You can find out so much about a person in so little time. hahahhhaha and now i just read what richard wrote. great, if i can’t sleep tonight, its his fault.

PS – oh and i think its funny that after asking his first question, the first thing richard did was suggest an additional feature for fluther. born moderator?

@PnL: I bet you could find out quite a lot about me. I’d be scared to challenge people to do so. I’ve been using the username ‘richardhenry’ since the birth of the Internet. It’s everywhere.

edit: Especially since you already have my real name. Haha.

No one knows or can ever find where I live. My driveway is 3/10 mile long (and if that doesn’t get you, the pot holes will) and has no escape hatch or turn-arounds. Sometimes I have trouble finding my house. Recently I asked the garage door man to come up and repair the motor on my electric door. My neighbor soon thereafter called me in a rage. The guy was at her house dismantling a perfectly working garage mechanism.