Tell me some mundane story about your life or anything.

[Jayson1]

As a fan of minutia I got to say I always love stuff that has no bigger meaning to life. Stuff that is just part of life or theories or experiments that would be fun to do or talk about. Must be why I love "Seinfeld" so much. Anyways I will start off with two mundane stories:

1 In high school when I was on the basketball team I was walking in the gym, after practice I believe and out of nowhere I got hit smack in the face with a basketball. Someone was doing what I guess everyone who has ever played basketball has done at least once and that is to try and make a basket from the other end of the court. Only this time the person missed and it hit me. It hurt but I didn't really freak out or anything. I guess I didn't want to make a scene or anything.

2 I once drove up the side of a mountain out of boredom. I had nothing else to do and we got a mountain nearby and you can drive up it. So I basically drove up it. Ate a Subway Sub, got out for about 5 minutes and walked around on some rocks and quickly got bored with that and went home.


Jason

 

[Captain pl1ngpl0ng]

I think im going to become a vegitarian..

 

[DimesDan]

I am at this very moment, drinking tea.

 

[Sgt_G]

You must be good at multi-tasking if you can type and drink at the same time.

 

[Mr. Laser Beam]

I once spent a few days in Philadelphia - yeah, I know, what was I thinking - because I was on a quest to see every ballpark in baseball (a quest which I've since completed) and Citizens Bank Park was on my list.

I remember that trip because for the games I saw there, I happened to be wearing the visiting team's gear. I didn't do enough research beforehand - I failed to realize that being a visiting fan in Philly is a very bad idea. Philly fans - in ANY sport - treat visitors like dogshit, and I got threats and abuse like you wouldn't believe. I was threatened by 1) random passersby on the street, 2) stadium security, 3) stadium concession workers, and 4) Phillies fans.

I don't know where this "city of brotherly love" horseshit comes from, because Philadelphia is without a doubt the UNfriendliest city I have ever been to in my life.

Cheesesteaks were delicious though.

 

[Jayson1]

I once spent a few days in Philadelphia - yeah, I know, what was I thinking - because I was on a quest to see every ballpark in baseball (a quest which I've since completed) and Citizens Bank Park was on my list.

I remember that trip because for the games I saw there, I happened to be wearing the visiting team's gear. I didn't do enough research beforehand - I failed to realize that being a visiting fan in Philly is a very bad idea. Philly fans - in ANY sport - treat visitors like dogshit, and I got threats and abuse like you wouldn't believe. I was threatened by 1) random passersby on the street, 2) stadium security, 3) stadium concession workers, and 4) Phillies fans.

Cheesesteaks were delicious though.

Well they are famous for booing Santa Claus. Plus I still remember that I think the old Football stadium the Eagles use to play in, actually had a jail inside it.

Jason

 

[tharpdevenport]

I walked into a wooded area next to a theater once, out of curiosity.

The movie theater kind of off to the side and an old folks place on the other.

In there I found beer bottles, couches and empty condom wrappers. Drunken old folks orgies!

 

[Mr. Laser Beam]

@Jayson1, that thing with Santa was actually understandable - the guy playing Santa was drunk off his ass and not even making an effort at playing the part. I can't even blame the Philly fans for what happened that day.

You're right about the jail though. For those not in the know, the old Veterans Stadium (where the Phillies and Eagles used to play) had such a problem with fan violence that the stadium actually had its own jail and courtroom, complete with judge.

After what recently happened at the NFC Championship game (with Vikings fans being hit by full, unopened cans of beer thrown by Eagles fans), I'm wondering if they shouldn't bring that back...

That being said, some of the friendliest fans I've ever met have been in Boston. I was at Fenway Park for a Yankees/Redsox series awhile back and even though I was in full Yankee gear the whole time, not ONCE was I ever threatened. Sox fans were really nice to me - some even shook my hand and said "Hey, good luck tonight". I will never forget that as long as I live. As exciting as the Yankees/Redsox rivalry is, it's nice to know that the fans themselves still respect each other.

 

[Refuge]

Sox fans

Our cat is called Sox. I didn't name her but I have a theory the cattery called her socks because she has white paws. She was my mother-in-law's cat and we had sold our house and were living in her downstairs flat. When my brother-in-law and family would visit his children freaked the poor cat out so she sought solace and safety with me, who was also hiding from the kids. Kids are resourceful and inevitably would find me rocking in some corner and I would be made to do crafting with them and go on rock hunts and do chalk drawings on the concrete, while Sox slept. Then one day we moved and I took Sox with me. My mother-in-law still tells everyone I stole her cat.

 

[Jayson1]

When I was in grade school someone pulled my shorts down when I was standing at the top of a slide. Felt embarassed.

The first time I went to a "Star Wars" movie was "Return of the Jedi" yet this was before I was really a sci-fi fan so I went their with my grandma and we left after about 5 minutes when I had finished my popcorn.

Didn't masturbate for the first time until my junior or senior year of high school because I grew up thinking that anything sexual was wrong, yet wasn't realigious so not sure why felt that way. Even when I once told my mom I liked girls in grade school I actually was crying because of it.

When I was fired from Dunkin Donuts in my freshmen year at college they asked me to return my uniform but never did.

Once went into George Constanza mode when some people drove by when I was outside and made a fat joke. I was more angry at not being able to come up with a good comeback on the spot than I think I was at even being insulted. Stewed about it for a few hours. Sadly I never even got a chance to try to get my, Jerk Store moment.

Jason

 

[MANT!]

Raised the Stars and Stripes over Hadleigh Suffolk one day..
in 1986, while I was stationed at RAF Bentwaters, Operation El Dorado Canyon ( The bombing of Libya) was performed in April.
Due to terrorist concerns, the annual July 4 Independence Day celebrations at the base were cancelled as Her Majesty's Government was unwilling to provide additional security (well that was the line we were provided with) .

Instead individual parties were thrown and I hosted one (a cookout with much beer in evidence ). After fortifying ourselves with large amounts of beer, we all got the idea of raising the US flag over the little village of Hadleigh (where I was renting a large flat above a shop) in protest. Over looking the town was an abandoned WW2 era pillbox with a large flag pole right on top.

Over the protests of our wives/girlfriends, we each got into our combat uniforms (including helmets) from our mobility bags (always had a bag in the back of the car per regulation) marched to the pillbox at precisely midnight and raised Old Glory over the town then drunkenly sang the US National Anthem at full volume.

The local Constable promptly appeared and ordered us to remove the flag. We argued a bit but he did state that we really hadn't taken over the UK just by flying a flag over a town of 3K persons and he would forget the entire incident if we kindly removed the Star Spangled Banner. We sheepishly did so and staggered back to my home, where divested of our battle dress, we watched "The Sands of Iwo Jima" and "A Gathering of Eagles" on VHS until we passed out...

My 20s were a bit different than average..

 

[Lord Garth]

I was six. We were getting pizza. I wanted plain pizza. My parents wanted pepperoni. I didn't (and still don't) like Pepperoni. So my mother said to make it half-plain, half-pepperoni. We get home. Open up the box... and guess what it was? All pepperoni.

Another story, same year. My parents tried to get me to play little league. I'm not into sports. So, right before I'm up, on the first day, I just said flat-out "I don't want to do this", walked off the field, and wanted to go home.

 

[Jayson1]

I don't know if this is a story or more of a abit of trivia. I have never actually touched a real gun even once in my life but I have touched a old missle and tank. The army base has a few inactive ones on display and the local memorial day parades would sometimes have a place were you could go climb around in military vehicles that were parked.

Jason

 

[Velocity]

I was driving up a mountain in western North Carolina with my daughter, going tediously around and around and up and up. I never get car sick if I'm driving, but this time I started feeling pretty crummy. The road was narrow and when I finally got to the top of the mountain there was a huge semi tractor trailer moving very slowly and across the back was a big sign "Student Driver".

 

[Jayson1]

I was driving up a mountain in western North Carolina with my daughter, going tediously around and around and up and up. I never get car sick if I'm driving, but this time I started feeling pretty crummy. The road was narrow and when I finally got to the top of the mountain there was a huge semi tractor trailer moving very slowly and across the back was a big sign "Student Driver".

Was it a real sign or a ironic joke kind of a sign? Kind of a "Baby on Board" type of thing. Which also brings up a question I got for everyone. Does anyone ever actually honk your horn on your car or have you ever done it? I mean I don't have a car right now but when I did I think the only time I ever honked was done on accident. Actually I think I might have done it once when the car in front of me didn't move when the light turned green. Well that and for jokes. Family gets out of the car and you honk when they walk by and they sort of jump. I have also been on the other end of that kind of honk.


Jason

 

[scotpens]

Does anyone ever actually honk your horn on your car or have you ever done it? I mean I don't have a car right now but when I did I think the only time I ever honked was done on accident. Actually I think I might have done it once when the car in front of me didn't move when the light turned green.

You've honestly never had to honk your horn? You must never drive when there are more than three other cars on the road.

 

[Smellincoffee]

Once, in sixth grade, while playing kick ball....I managed to step on the ball when I tried to kick it, and did a faceplant.

Around that same time a friend of mine and I use to go hiking along the highway, and we saw a house overtaken by the woods and decided to explore it. We found crates of test tubes and old McDonald's signs from a period when sodas sold for a quarter or so.

 

[Mr. Laser Beam]

Once while playing softball, I swung...missed the ball...and hit myself on the back of the head.

Ouch.

 

[Jayson1]

You've honestly never had to honk your horn? You must never drive when there are more than three other cars on the road.

No I have driven around heavy traffic but I always figured it's a waste of time to honk. People are going drive as fast as they want or if they do something stupid like cut you off they have already done the the stupid thing so it's not like you can erase what they did. Plus their is that part of me that believes people should always be pleasant around others and thus sort of see's it as bad manners.

Jason

 

[Mr. Laser Beam]

Honking is a vital part of any driver's offensive arsenal.

I mean, if you didn't honk at other drivers, how would they know what they're doing wrong?