Friendtest results, sort of.
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rivkaI closed down my quiz at friendtest.com a few days ago. Unfortunately, there wasn't anything on the site to indicate that my summary statistics would disappear the moment I shut it down, so I lost all the data. I sent them e-mail, hoping they could resurrect my results, but alas, it appears that they don't much care.
I still intend to provide narrative commentary - it seems to me that these tests are only interesting to the extent that you find out more about people - but I want you to know that not being able to provide proper statistics is a major blow to my quantitative soul.
[Edited to add: A kind soul sent me a copy of the e-mail that got sent out to people who had requested the correct answers. I've therefore fixed the question wordings. The e-mail also reminds me to announce that Misha and my sister Debbie tied for first place, with 80%, if you don't count people's second-time-with-feedback runs.]
Which joint is bionic?
Most people knew that it was one of my hips - probably because of my recent LJ post that discussed the whole thing in detail. Fewer people knew that it was the right hip. All of my disabilities affect the right side of my body only: right hand, right arm, right hip. That's probably not going to help the folks who haven't seen me in person, though.
One person thought it was my right elbow. It's true that my right elbow doesn't bend at all, but I can't imagine getting an elbow replacement. I'm quite fond of my small arm and hand, just as they are.
When will Rivka earn her Ph.D.?
Almost everyone knew not to speculate, or ask, or even think too loudly about the topic... but my own sister was one of the few who were foolhardy enough to venture a date.
Despite not having much of a history of liking stuffed animals, Rivka has somehow accumulated several stuffed items which have become important personal icons. Which of these is NOT among them?
Obviously not the squirrel in the red velvet cape - after all, she appears in my main LJ userpic. I was expecting Queen Armadillo to draw more disbelief than she did. (Apparently, I'm just the sort of person who can be expected to own a stuffed armadillo wearing Star Wars makeup. I'm not sure what that says about me.) The majority of quiz takers correctly said that I don't own a stuffed fanged trilobite, but a significant minority doubted the existence of my very real stuffed transgenic knockout mouse. She's crushed.
Where did Rivka and Misha get married?
Most of you knew that it happened in Iowa City IA, where we were living at the time. My parents did try to float the idea of having the wedding in my home town of Elmira NY - I still remember my father's gloomy prediction that no one would be willing to attend a wedding held in the godforsaken middle of nowhere. (I didn't have the heart to point out that most people - the bride included - also consider Elmira NY to be in the g.m.o.n.) As it happened, about 65 of our friends and relations were kind enough to join us, and most of them still complain about it to this day. ("You made us go to Iowa!")
What did Rivka's parents require of Misha as a precondition of dating her?
Y'all either give my parents too much credit, or not enough - depending on how you interpret the People's Choice of answers. The majority of you thought that my parents were so overjoyed that I was finally dating a man that they had no further requirements. Well, okay, they probably were happy about that. But in fact, his Y chromosome was not enough to win their approval. They were more selective than that with their darling daughter... as a sizeable minority of you did in fact know.
My mother was extremely nervous when she found out I was dating someone I knew via the Internet, even though we had actually met at an in-person newsgroup convention. She told me she wanted three letters of reference attesting to Misha's worthiness, suitability, and absence of axe-murder convictions. She thought she was joking, until the envelope arrived.
Rivka's siblings used to be able to make her cry just by starting a mocking rendition of a poem she wrote when she was seven. How did that poem begin?
I was actually six. The poem was printed in the Booth Elementary School literary magazine, and went something like this:
I had a cat named Skylight Beam.
Her coat was thick and white as cream.
Skylight was a trapper,
An eater, and a napper.
Then one day
Skylight ran away.
You can guess what my siblings, aged nine and thirteen, thought of this masterpiece. It's actually not bad for a six-year-old - there's description, characterization, and a tragic and startling plot development skillfully foreshadowed by the use of the past tense in the first line - but that didn't really matter once they realized that making fun of it would make me cry. It has been suggested that my lifelong dislike for poetry stems from this tragic mistreatment.
For some strange reason, a slim majority got this one right.
Rivka's favorite color is:
The majority of you chose "deep red." The unanimity of every quiz-taker with whom I have had sex or significant romantic involvement - every one of whom agreed on deep red - was a little creepy. It has been suggested that people were misled by the color of Her Majesty's cape in my userpic, or perhaps by my desire for a red VW Beetle. My real favorite color is dark green, followed by various shades of blue and blue-green.
Rivka has several insatiable appetites. Which one did she pick up the *latest* in life?
I have always liked chocolate, and I started eating sushi in my senior year of college when I stopped being a vegetarian. Almost everyone correctly identified those two as long-held lusts. Misha is actually the one who introduced me to single malt scotch, so he comes earlier in the list of insatiable appetites. The guessing there went half and half.
Which of the following has Rivka *never* considered to be her online home?
I intended this to be the hardest question. I left out all of my recent newsgroups, leaving only obscure pre-1997 hangouts - including one that was three addresses and one name ago and thus hard to google. When I first started posting to newsgroups in 1993, my main group was rec.org.mensa. From there I progressed to alt.books.m-lackey and then to alt.folklore.urban. I have never subscribed to sci.psychology, nor do I ever intend to.
Rivka has a little-known talent. What is it?
You'd probably need to know about my history in the Lesbian Avengers to know that I can eat fire. A lot of people seemed to think that I might do good voice imitations, which surprises me - I pulled that one out of the air. I can't even do accents other than my own.
I still intend to provide narrative commentary - it seems to me that these tests are only interesting to the extent that you find out more about people - but I want you to know that not being able to provide proper statistics is a major blow to my quantitative soul.
[Edited to add: A kind soul sent me a copy of the e-mail that got sent out to people who had requested the correct answers. I've therefore fixed the question wordings. The e-mail also reminds me to announce that Misha and my sister Debbie tied for first place, with 80%, if you don't count people's second-time-with-feedback runs.]
Which joint is bionic?
Most people knew that it was one of my hips - probably because of my recent LJ post that discussed the whole thing in detail. Fewer people knew that it was the right hip. All of my disabilities affect the right side of my body only: right hand, right arm, right hip. That's probably not going to help the folks who haven't seen me in person, though.
One person thought it was my right elbow. It's true that my right elbow doesn't bend at all, but I can't imagine getting an elbow replacement. I'm quite fond of my small arm and hand, just as they are.
When will Rivka earn her Ph.D.?
Almost everyone knew not to speculate, or ask, or even think too loudly about the topic... but my own sister was one of the few who were foolhardy enough to venture a date.
Despite not having much of a history of liking stuffed animals, Rivka has somehow accumulated several stuffed items which have become important personal icons. Which of these is NOT among them?
Obviously not the squirrel in the red velvet cape - after all, she appears in my main LJ userpic. I was expecting Queen Armadillo to draw more disbelief than she did. (Apparently, I'm just the sort of person who can be expected to own a stuffed armadillo wearing Star Wars makeup. I'm not sure what that says about me.) The majority of quiz takers correctly said that I don't own a stuffed fanged trilobite, but a significant minority doubted the existence of my very real stuffed transgenic knockout mouse. She's crushed.
Where did Rivka and Misha get married?
Most of you knew that it happened in Iowa City IA, where we were living at the time. My parents did try to float the idea of having the wedding in my home town of Elmira NY - I still remember my father's gloomy prediction that no one would be willing to attend a wedding held in the godforsaken middle of nowhere. (I didn't have the heart to point out that most people - the bride included - also consider Elmira NY to be in the g.m.o.n.) As it happened, about 65 of our friends and relations were kind enough to join us, and most of them still complain about it to this day. ("You made us go to Iowa!")
What did Rivka's parents require of Misha as a precondition of dating her?
Y'all either give my parents too much credit, or not enough - depending on how you interpret the People's Choice of answers. The majority of you thought that my parents were so overjoyed that I was finally dating a man that they had no further requirements. Well, okay, they probably were happy about that. But in fact, his Y chromosome was not enough to win their approval. They were more selective than that with their darling daughter... as a sizeable minority of you did in fact know.
My mother was extremely nervous when she found out I was dating someone I knew via the Internet, even though we had actually met at an in-person newsgroup convention. She told me she wanted three letters of reference attesting to Misha's worthiness, suitability, and absence of axe-murder convictions. She thought she was joking, until the envelope arrived.
Rivka's siblings used to be able to make her cry just by starting a mocking rendition of a poem she wrote when she was seven. How did that poem begin?
I was actually six. The poem was printed in the Booth Elementary School literary magazine, and went something like this:
I had a cat named Skylight Beam.
Her coat was thick and white as cream.
Skylight was a trapper,
An eater, and a napper.
Then one day
Skylight ran away.
You can guess what my siblings, aged nine and thirteen, thought of this masterpiece. It's actually not bad for a six-year-old - there's description, characterization, and a tragic and startling plot development skillfully foreshadowed by the use of the past tense in the first line - but that didn't really matter once they realized that making fun of it would make me cry. It has been suggested that my lifelong dislike for poetry stems from this tragic mistreatment.
For some strange reason, a slim majority got this one right.
Rivka's favorite color is:
The majority of you chose "deep red." The unanimity of every quiz-taker with whom I have had sex or significant romantic involvement - every one of whom agreed on deep red - was a little creepy. It has been suggested that people were misled by the color of Her Majesty's cape in my userpic, or perhaps by my desire for a red VW Beetle. My real favorite color is dark green, followed by various shades of blue and blue-green.
Rivka has several insatiable appetites. Which one did she pick up the *latest* in life?
I have always liked chocolate, and I started eating sushi in my senior year of college when I stopped being a vegetarian. Almost everyone correctly identified those two as long-held lusts. Misha is actually the one who introduced me to single malt scotch, so he comes earlier in the list of insatiable appetites. The guessing there went half and half.
Which of the following has Rivka *never* considered to be her online home?
I intended this to be the hardest question. I left out all of my recent newsgroups, leaving only obscure pre-1997 hangouts - including one that was three addresses and one name ago and thus hard to google. When I first started posting to newsgroups in 1993, my main group was rec.org.mensa. From there I progressed to alt.books.m-lackey and then to alt.folklore.urban. I have never subscribed to sci.psychology, nor do I ever intend to.
Rivka has a little-known talent. What is it?
You'd probably need to know about my history in the Lesbian Avengers to know that I can eat fire. A lot of people seemed to think that I might do good voice imitations, which surprises me - I pulled that one out of the air. I can't even do accents other than my own.
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