Have you ever done anything catastrophically stupid?

senior year of high school, i arrived first in english class and started writing "class dismissed, meet in gym" on the chalkboard; a couple students walked in mid-writing and saw me.

to this day, i don't know why i did that. the teacher was my favorite, i wasn't upset at her or anyone, and it was so clear who wrote it.

I got married in 2013.

God yes.

Not me but my sister was pulling my Mom’s car into the garage, slammed into the W/D, and pushed them both out a wall into the pool. What a fucking mess. My Dad asked her if she was recreating a Doris Day movie.

I hit a deer when I was 20 and it happened near a lake. I thought I was putting water in the right compartment in my car to cool it down after the collision, but I was actually pouring it into the gas tank. (I know, so stupid.) My father arrived from four hours away to tow it back to his mechanic, and the whole car was a loss because of the water. I felt terrible for years after that.

Has it stopped yet, OP? The mooing of the cows?

I took an Ativan and plowed into the back of a car that was stopped at a traffic light. The police blamed it on the rainy conditions and cited me for failure to maintain safe control. My ticket was $44. It was not only the stupidest thing I've ever done, it was my cleanest and luckiest escape from having to own up to my actions.

Logging on to.DL for the first time.

Aged 5, playing with strike anywhere matches, and almost burned down the house! Also placed them in my pants' pocket, and I fell down and the matches lit themselves and almost burned my cock.

Drove drunk after a day of wine tasting in Napa Valley. Luckily I just got a DUI and didn't kill myself or others. Haven't driven after even a drop of wine in ten years.

Shacking up with my ex. I was soooo stupid.

I learned that Tommy Defendi was listed on Rent Boy and booked him for a session.

[quote]Have you ever done anything catastrophically stupid?

Define "catastrophically".

Define "stupid".

I'm gonna have to get back to you.

I was about 10-11 and I was looking for my shoes in my parents bedroom - my mother was with me. I was checking under my parents bed and said it was too dark to see, so my mother handed me a book of matches. Laying on my stomach near the edge of the box spring, I lit one and checked again... and I noticed a loose thread hanging from the bottom of the mattress. To this day, I don't know why but I set this thread on fire with the match. It burned for a second and seemed to have burnt off. I got up and went downstairs to look for my shoes there.

Five minutes later, I hear my mother screaming from the 2nd floor "bring water!". Apparently, the thread I'd ignited had set the bed on fire. I ran up with water in a pot and my mother was able to put the fire out. The area was full of smoke and the smell of burning. It was so lucky that I hadn't burned down the whole house. I never ever admitted that I consciously put an open flame to that thread.

I wouldn’t say your mother exercised her best judgment either, R14.

About five years ago I stumbled on a link to a site called "Datalounge" and clicked on it.

Tens of thousands of hours later.....

Biggest: I was supposed to be watching my three-year-old twin half-sisters but I didn’t want to be bothered with them so I told them to stay upstairs. When I eventually went in to check on them they were sitting on the windowsill playing with Barbies with their backs against the screen.

Smallest: I’ve been cursing myself for over a year for spending so much money on a Dyson blow dryer. It barely blew any air and I couldn’t imagine what all the hype was about. Last week, I realized I had never cleaned the dust filter. When I attempted to open the air-intake I noticed that it had been covered all along by a clear plastic protective sticker that was covering all but two rows of tiny holes.

My mother was pumping gas and forgot to put the nozzle back, so she drove off and pulled the pump over. She didn’t even notice. She was at a red light and someone gesticulated and pointed at the nozzle and hose hanging from the side of her car. She also drove the wrong way down a major interstate by getting onto the exit ramp instead of the entrance ramp, luckily she noticed right away due to the blaring horns of alarmed drivers. She got onto the shoulder and backed up. She has been to remedial driving school twice, and the last time the instructor said “I don’t ever want to see you in here or anywhere again.”

Tell me you have decided not to breed r18.

My mother was the one that bred! I’m fine. She was my anti-hero.

I'm afraid that's just not good enough r20.

I voted for John Anderson in 1980.

[quote]playing with Barbies with their backs against the screen.

Grammar trolls, do your thing. I deserve it.

I was young and had just moved to a foreign city and didn't have any furniture--just a mattress on a floor. I wanted to read in bed and lit a candle next to me. I fell asleep while reading and woke with my sleeping bag on fire. I was able to put it out quickly and didn't get burned, but even now I get chills thinking about how different it could've turned out.

I'm with the firestarters. I was following up on an experiment from science class. I filled a plastic cup with rubbing alcohol and put it in the kitchen table. Then I lit a candle, turned the burning wick toward the cup to see what happened.

I'm not sure what was supposed to happen. But one drop of wax hit that rubbing alcohol, and the cup was like a massive torch with me screaming increasingly panicked for my mom. The cup melted (it was really cool to see) and a pool of burning rubbing alcohol spread across the entire kitchen.

Chaos; we couldn't get to our phone to call 911 so we ran next door to the neighbor who came over to find that the rubbing alcohol had completely burned itself out with almost no damage at all - just a small burned spot on the linoleum.

I made a fool of myself over John Foster Dulles.

Set up a dartboard in the basement right by a set of cold water pipes. Missed the board with a dart which struck a pipe and ruptured it. Water was spraying all over the place until my dad shut the water off and replaced the pipe.

[quote]Logging on to.DL for the first time.

The first time can be forgiven. It's the subsequent logins that qualify for this thread.

Growing up, our driveway was very long, and you made a sharp right turn at the end to go into the garages. As a 16 year-old, it was great fun to race down the driveway, and I knew exactly where to hit the door button, so it would be fully raised, and I could speed into the garage and slam on the brakes. Despite repeated yelling by my parents, I sped into the driveway one Saturday afternoon, unaware that my father was installing a new heater, and had turned the power off. Through the door I went, wood and glass flying everywhere, my father terrified and (for once) speechless. The insurance paid for the damage, but I had to pay the deductibles for the car and house from my meager after-school job at the library. I stopped speeding in the driveway at that point.

I flew economy London Heathrow to Seattle on British Airways in March 2001. I still have PTSD from the experience. They've been delightful in Club World, First and Club Europe since then.

Gettink married.

r29=Marge Simpson

When I was a teenager, my friend and I were throwing little pebbles at my neighbor's sliding-glass door, while they were entertaining. We'd throw something, watch the group all turn around, then hide away for a while. We'd come back and do it again. I picked up a slightly bigger rock, thinking it would be funny to make an even louder sound to startle them and - surprise - it shattered the whole glass door. I was horrified. I just froze, and the neighbor came out yelling. My parents weren't happy, and yeh I had to pay for their door.

Was chatting with my mom on Facebook, and wanted to send her a funny meme link. However, apparently I didn't copy the URL correctly, because the URL I pasted (and sent) was a 3way porn link I had meant to send to a friend. I sent 3 way bareback porn link to my mom. I had to call her immediately and say please don't open the link. No idea if she did or not. God I hope not.

Lit a candle. Got the ice out. Rolled up the rug.

Smoking. One of my few regrets. Quit. Truly wish I’d never started.

Went to a breakfast restaurant with my sister's family. Towards the end of the meal I'm talking intently with my sister, then out of the corner of my eye I notice what I thought was a plate spinning towards my face. I pull my forearm upwards to deflect "the flying plate" and it flew back up in the air, went to the booth behind me and landed right on a family on the table next to ours. Ruined their breakfast. It wasn't a plate spinning towards me, it was the waitress pulling my plate without asking. I freaked out. The whole restaurant stopped and looked at me. I'm getting red of embarrassment just remembering. Not catastrophic but stupid AF on my part. I'm usually so thoughtful and not careless nor impulsive.

wow r29. That's some Garp shit there.

Called my new frau boss a bitch to her face in jest the first time we spoke. Corporate job - I don’t know what came over me.

It went downhill from there, and I left the company.

Lol! R39

I sent an email to my sister, whining about my fat legs not being able to fit into any tall boots. Except I sent it to the whole office- a corporate immigration firm.

I refuzed ta larn da English, dis affectin me now.

I used to be conservative. That was about 17 years ago, thank god it's over.

Love these, needed a laugh tonight, so thanks to those who shared!

They do that, r39. I am sure she was trying to come across as "one of the boys", but it is a one way street. I am guessing she passively invited the taunt. Lesson learned. I hope it wasn't too hard for you to transition to something else.

Just go ahead and call me sexist. But thirsty women in the corporate world are the worst. I had one that essentially pushed me out of a job because she was threatened by me. She was able to do this because she blew the CEO and got his coffee for him every morning. I ended up in a better situation, but not before blowing the lid off of the crooked financials to an attorney for a severed partner.

r4 [italic]That[/italic]'s what people mean when they say "Doris Day parking"?

No. It's from "The Thrill of It All" where James Garner drives into what used to be his garage but has been turned into a swimming pool.

"Doris Day" parking refers to the fact that she could always pull up to a major office building in Manhattan (in those Rock Hudson movies) and find a parking space right in front.

Yes, r47, I knew that.

Oh, well. If you have to explain a joke...

r48 Sorry, but the fact that you had a question mark at the end of your sentence made me think it was an actual question.

Yes, you're right, r49. I could have worded it better.

Closed down a LAX terminal.

But it wasn't all my fault. Upon reflection, bringing a huge bag of xylitol (sugar) and a black bike stem (L-shaped item) wasn't the brightest idea. They were spotted in security and I was pulled aside for a bag check. I had the bag of sugar in my backpack and the bike stem in my rolling luggage. It went well with the TSA agent and we laughed about how a huge bag of sugar could look bad. He checked it and sent me on my way.

I headed to the restroom to change some clothing to be more comfortable. I was there longer than usual. When I came out, everyone was standing around and weren't allowed to move further into the terminal. TSA AND police in swat like uniforms with big guns were running around. I asked someone what was going and they didn't know much, just that there was a security breach. I worried about missing my flight and they assured me everyone was missing their flight because the entire terminal was closed down. I was thinking "who's the asshole..." A few minutes later, the TSA agent who checked my bag started pointing and shouting at me. And TSA and police started in my direction...I was the asshole.

So yeah, turns out the TSA agent was supposed to check my bag of coke and the bike stem and he completely whiffed on the latter. Turns out he lied to his supervisor. He claimed he told me to wait and I walked off anyway. I denied point blank and told them to check their cameras. The guy looked like he wanted to sink into the floor when it was obvious he screwed up and then lied. It was a bit startlingly to have swat police type converge on me. I was completely cooperative (more from being dumbfounded more than anything) but when I found out he lied, I got pissed. I actually got apologies from other TSA agents as I was walking away.

When I boarded the plane, I was self conscious about being the asshole who closed down the terminal. I recognized a couple of people who were in the area where it all went down. I wasn't catastrophically stupid...but yeah, I now leave bike equipment and huge bags of sugar out of my travel plans

......why would you travel with a big bag of sugar...??

LOL, I knew that question would come up. I had been interested in buying a certain type of xylitol and hadn't found it at my local stores. When I was at a LA Wholefoods, they had it. I thought what the hell, save myself a few dollars paying for shipping/price difference having to special order it. I didn't want to carry it in its original packaging and thought it would travel better in a ziplock bag...

It wasn't sugar. It was xylitol. R53 must be one of the fart trolls.

Not a fart troll, just have dental issues and thought xylitol would help. It hasn't.

But yes, too much anything ending in -tol will make you gassy and send you running to the bathroom.

R51 didn't happen lol. It writes too well to be that dumb in real life.

We were supposed to go to Hershey Pennsylvania for a tour, and I had this vintage can of Hershey's syrup that I wanted to bring along for show and tell.

Then I realized we weren't going to have show and tell during a field trip. And I was so embarrassed I was going to hide the can somewhere during the field trip.

And then to make matters worse, the field trip was actually to Three Mile Island, and well, things sort of spiraled out of control after that...

I keep coming back to DL. Does that count?

R57, it's funny. I was in Hershey PA with 3MI went down. You could tell people were freaked out, and it was all a bit surreal. Our group left pretty damn quick.

[quote]Set up a dartboard in the basement right by a set of cold water pipes. Missed the board with a dart which struck a pipe and ruptured it. Water was spraying all over the place until my dad shut the water off and replaced the pipe.

Are cold water pipes made from thinner metal than hot water pipes?

Styrofoam perhaps?

[quote]I was in Hershey PA with 3MI went down. You could tell people were freaked out, and it was all a bit surreal. Our group left pretty damn quick.

The town looked like it was made from chocolate but smelled like shit.

Seriously, it was one of the most surreal moments of my life. There was a convergence of stupidity, weird circumstances, lies, memory loss, etc to make that even happened. I didn't cover every little thing that contributed to the situation. Once I was safely on my flight, I had to laugh. It really was bizarre.

I can't remember the year it happened, but it must have been before social media was ubiquitous. I remember not even checking my phone. If a LAX terminal locked down today, it would probably trend on Twitter.

I read an Erna thread

R17 was the dyson blow dryer worth the money after you 'discovered' the issue?

I always wondered if their stuff is worth it, or if it just looks cool.

I head-butted my boss at a social/business gathering.

R45 did you threaten her with a weapon or just like physically? I’m not surprised you got pushed out tbh if you did that.

Marrying my rudest client

How much time do you have?

I blew up my 11th great voluminously challenged science class project co-team member carrying out a chemistry experiment. But they eventually sewed him back altogether much svelter and never obese again.

Didn't vote because I thought Trump didn't have a chance of winning. "Come on, America won't vote for a guy with no political experience who was caught on tape laughing about grabbing women by the pussy! It won't happen, America's better than that!"

I made my brother angry

I watched this all day live on YouTube Very engrossing and much better than the hbo pretend documentary

R46 and R47, actually, the term Doris Day parking space was coined during the run of The Doris Day Show, parts of which were filmed on location in SF. She "lived" in a great art deco building on Montgomery Street on Telegraph Hill, where street parking is nearly impossible to find. But in each episode, there was Doris, top down, driving into the narrow, one-way part of Montgomery Street and pulling up in front of her building, with no other cars in front.

I got drunk on absinthe while studying abroad and found a ladder that lead to my flat's roof seven stories up. I thought it would be fun to prance around up there barefoot, jumping from roof to roof on every building on the block. I had a cat-like sensibility, except on my way back, I slipped on the ceramic roof tiles and began slipping down. The roof was at an angle of about 30-40 degrees, so it was pretty scary. Thankfully there was a skylight about 10 feet from the edge that I slammed into. After I took a minute to understand the severity of my situation, I managed to scale back up to the apex of the roof to safety. If that skylight wasn't there... splat!

Growing up my dad always had office supplies laying around the house. I was about 5 or 6 years old and didn't understand how a stapler worked. One night i took the stapler and started trying to figure it out. I put my two thumbs where the staple comes out and pressed down. Yes i stapled my thumbs together. I remember it was extremely painful but i was embarrassed by what i had done so i just suffered in silence.

Ugh. Just had dinner - WHILE NINE MONTHS PREGNANT - at that dive El Coyote. I'm going to be shitting out guac for weeks.

Oh well...off to Cielo Drive for a nightcap!

Multiple times, while traveling for work, I've taken a taxi to the wrong airport - namely in NYC and Chicago.

I've done so many stupid things I need to put them in categories to see where they measure up.

Perhaps the dumbest was not realizing I'd been in a years-long suicidal depression and doing nothing about it until the wheels came off my life and sanity. What a waste of my youth.

In the vein of R76, I booked an international flight to the wrong city because I'm a jackass with geography (Zurich instead of Geneva). Expensive mistake but I learned my lesson.

R12 I want to hear about the disastrous Tommy Defendi hook up...what went wrong?

I became a priest.

The newfound speed has made it worth the price for me, r63. I mainly use it when I take a shower before bed and don’t want to sleep on a wet pillow, and it gets my hair completely dry (finally) in about two minutes without having to use the hottest setting.

R73 is so lying. Absinthe hasn't had psychotropic ingredients in its formula for over a century. They're illegal. I drink absinthe from time to time and the effects are the same as those of any other liquor. No, you're not Van Gogh, R73.

R6 LOL

I got a DUI, which ruined my military career (I was an officer and got passed over for promotion twice, which is an automatic career killer). It was pretty humiliating. While I was fortunate enough to get an honorable discharge, I still had to move back home with my parents to make ends meet. It took a few months of interviewing, but I eventually landed a job that has resulted in a successful career. In terms of salary and opportunities I'm ahead of my peers who are still in the military. However, if I could go back in time I wouldn't have even thought of getting in the car that night.

I sent an expenses claim from with my bank details, login details for a flight, and a signed copy of my passport to a conference organiser and, somehow, the entire conference mailing list.

R82 he never said he was tripping. Just regular drunk off absinth. Bet you’re fun at parties.

No R65. Threatened as in I had the CEO's confidence without blowing him. She was one that would constantly cause strife and "get people into trouble". She was threatened by anyone competent and especially anyone with a legitimate degree. (not university of phoenix)

I was a department director and had absorbed two other departments during my tenure there. The CEO was a raving mad lunatic which I respected when I came on board because he did manage to advance the business with his tactics. But towards the end, and thanks to her, he was driving the business into the ground. It was a sad thing to watch, and the constant turnover (mainly due to her antics) turned the business into a skeleton of its former self. They ended up getting acquired and liquidated shortly after my departure.

You are a woman, right?

Thanks r86. Yeah, I was not trying to chase the green fairy or anything. It just made me next-level drunk. I felt like such a fucking idiot the morning after.

r79 It wasn't disastrous at all. He was a nice guy and the sex was great. Thinking about later I realized that paying to have sex with someone you watched on the internet is quite a stupid thing to do. I watched his videos and, as the DL saying goes, wanted him in me quite deeply. He was accommodating and versatile, sexy, and very able at his profession.

Somehow, r89, that does not equate to "catastrophically stupid" in anyone else's opinion.

I played with my grandmother's sewing machine

I've tried. Lord, I've tried.

We had a gas tank at our house (we lived in a farm) and once I forgot I was filling it up and took oof with the hose still in the car and took the entire Gas tank off it’s standards.

Well, she did eat my pineapple, little bitch

I was about 11 years old.

My dad was a chemist and always had a bunch of chemicals around. My older brother built a firecracker using a rolled up newspaper and some powders, he lit it, it flashed up and he put it out. The next day I was showing off to all the kids and re-created the experiment, but more is better, right?

We were all huddled around and when that thing flashed, I was blinded for a minute. Fortunately, no one was hurt. I could have blinded us all and my brother and father would have been arrested for being terrorists or something. Thinking about it still makes me a little nauseous.

I don't know if this was stupid or not because it was a deliberate action. I emptied a bottle of charcoal lighter fluid into the seat of my stepfather's Corvette and set it on fire. He was an abusive (physically, mentally, verbally) fat drunk. He grabbed my head and slammed it into the door frame a couple of times. I had busted lips, a broken tooth and a broken nose so I retaliated. I don't regret this at all. I hated that bastard. Stupid or justified? You tell me.

Sorry, 96. Good for you, though.

Yes. Ellen.

Thanks, r97. I had to go to the dentist about the tooth and he asked me what happened. I told him and he notified the authorities. They sent a Sheriff's officer and a child services person to our house. They talked to me, my mom, my stepfather and the neighbors. They didn't do a damn thing about it. Not one damn thing. Love you, Mississippi. You're were so kind to a kid who desperately needed help. I ended up moving out on my 18th birthday, thank god. I moved in with the family of a friend until I graduated from high school.

My favorite gay bar was at the end of a overpass that had no sidewalks . At its peak it was a bout 40 feet high and straddled a railroad junction. It had a curb about 2 feet wide,then a rail that was about waist high. One night i left the bar drunker than a hoot owl and was walking across the overpass when all of a sudden I fell over the rail . Fortunately I was right by a phone pole that had one of those little metal platforms on it. I fell about 10 feet and landed on that tiny platform . Talk about sobering up instantly. Thankfully that pole had those metal stanchions on it and I was able to climb back up to the overpass and CAREFULLY make my way back on it. I Never used that shortcut again.

When a kid I used to jump off the roof of my house and land on my feet. Surprised I never broke legs or back.

Well, recently , I was on a virtual call where one person talked shit about another person...who was on the call earlier. We thought he had left. After much was shit was I talked, I looked at my screen to exit and that another person never exited the call...

Virtual work place drama...ugh.

Take your pick.

R100, I like that the lesson you learned was not to use that shortcut, rather than not to get blind drunk and stumble across town.

R96, I hope you are in a much better place now. What ever happened to the dreadful mean old fuck? Did he ever get a comeuppance?

Yes, be born.

Last year - I was trying to change out the cartridge on my shower (yes, they have cartridges that even need to be replaced) and it was really tight. So I try turning, and turning, putting all my body weight on it. It finally comes loose. Along with the copper pipes that I crushed.

I had to buy a whole new shower valve and teach myself how to sweat copper. That was a $200 mistake.

In the past, I was really self-conscious of having long eyelashes. In college, I cut them half off with scissors. Never again.

R108 OMG I did the exact same thing! Although I was 12. I still should have known better.

In the mid-80s, my family had free cable. It was still new, we had that old sliding box to select the channels, so I assume it was the result of crossed wires or signals. Anyway, I never knew what was on (this was the 80s) so I called the cable company and asked, or rather said, as long as they were giving us free cable, could they please send us the monthly guide? The free cable disappeared after. My brothers and my parents still joke about this and I have no excuse. It was really stupid!

R110, I did something similar. I can't recall exact details but I called to complain about poor or disconnected service...

Not me, but my dad. He was rebuilding an old Mercedes. I was in the kitchen one day and heard this "SWOOSH". Dad walked in from the garage with all his facial hair gone. Eyebrows, beard, everything. The story was that he was trying to see how much sludge was lodged up in the fuel tank. But I know that he thought he might be able to just clean it out with fire. It is something my dumb ass would attempt.

He looked like uncle Leo without the makeup job. To his credit, it was the 80s, and we had an Aloe plant. He went and mashed up the plant to apply the juice to his face and made a full recovery. I lost him a year ago and miss him every day. He is probably laughing in approval about me sharing this.

r105 I don't know what became of him or my mother. I haven't seen either one of them since I was 18. I'm in a good place. I'm really good at dropping things out of my life that I don't need and this includes people. This sounds like Stockholm Syndrome or something but I don't blame my mom for anything my stepfather did. She did what she had to do and there was fallout. Thank you for your good hopes.

[R113] Sad but common scenario with second marriages and stepfathers. The stepfathers want to exercise control, make the mother prove they only care about him, and expunge the old family. The mothers are too weak to object. This happened to me, too. I see my mother occasionally but not the baby stepfather who acts like an ass and is closer in age to me than to her. She pretends that he’s delightful and unfairly maligned. I pretend as if he doesn’t exist.

Similar to R110 - I had a cable box that was bootlegged, so I was getting channels that I wasn't paying for. I had an issue and put in a service call, so I disconnected the little box that gave me the free channels. I figured that would put the cable box back in "regular" mode. Wrong.

The service guy came in and starting flipping through channels and saw that the porn channels were broadcasting - something that I wasn't supposed to get with my package. We both stood there - me in shock and then I confessed about the box. The cable guy stood in fear - he was scared that this service call was a setup/test for him - to see what he would do if he caught a customer with a bootleg box. I assured him that I was as scared as him (I was thinking about the fine for stealing cable) and could we both just forget this moment ever happened. He was still nervous but agreed to leave and just write me off as a invalid service call.

I was scared for about a week - wondering if/when Cablevision would knock at my door and hand me a summons, but thankfully it all went away. I was stupid for thinking that the service guy wouldn't detect that my cable box wasn't tampered with.

[quote] OMG I did the exact same thing! Although I was 12. I still should have known better.

Me too. I just hated having them at the time. Now, I don't care.

Why are teens calling the cable company?

I was making popcorn. I put oil in the pan, put on the lid - but forgot to put in the popcorn. A few minutes later I lifted the lid to see why nothing was popping, and the oil ignited! The ashes of my eyebrows and eyelashes were drifting over my face.....Fortunately, that’s the worst that happened.

Yes. We welcomed students back to campus in the middle of a pandemic.

You sound pretty well adjusted, R113. I admire you!

I never met with my Advisor before graduating college...I just presumed I had enough credits. The advisor was kind of senile but I ended up 6 credits short and had to stay another semester. I was kind of a fuck up in college.

R121 The schools didn’t always make stuff like that clear. I still have a nightmare every few years that my university discovers I did not have enough credits. I don’t even think I had an advisor.

When drunk. Going into a random house and falling asleep on their sofa. The mother and small child come down and found me. Terrified - rightfully so - and called the cops.

r123, were you arrested?

Gotta love San Francisco. Woman didn’t want to press charges and cops were incredibly nice. Realized we don’t have to live in a police state. Criminal punishment has become so normalized.

R125 I'm guessing you're white.

I did something similar to r123. I got drunk at a wedding and thought my friends/family had left so I decided to walk home. While walking through a neighborhood, I see an open door and a guy at a stove and decide to go in. He was a little surprised but pleasant. He offered me some of the spaghetti he was making. I stayed for a bit then said goodbye and continued on my journey home.

I once paid to have a man killed.

My older sister and I had tickets to see JOAN Baez at Pauley Pavilion. My sister, thinking it looked good, wore this ridiculous light blue pleated skirt and a matching “sailor top .”

When we arrived she saw that it was primarily a “hippie “ crowd . Guess she thought she was a hippie but dressed wrong.

Enraged, she ripped up the tickets and stomped on them. “We’re going home. You don’t dress this way when you go to a political concert.”

We laugh about it to this day

Where do I start?!