Oh, my.When in my early 20s during the late '70s and '80s I lived in SF -- a bizarre time with mayor and city council assassinations, the flourishing of the gay community & punk rock. My contribution was running the 7.6 miles Bay to Breakers race across the city nude. About 10,000 folks were running/jogging the route on that Sunday morning -- it's sort of a moving party -- and a good friend carried my clothes in a backpack once the race started. Lotsa fun: the women liked to pinch and point, and....well, the guys too for that matter! I was somewhat surprised to see a picture of my tush in the next day's SF Chronicle newspaper with nothin' but my running shoes on. It was so much fun have done it a couple times since. Gives ya an adrenaline rush, for sure.
I mean I'm not gifted or anything, but running for 7.6 miles with zero support sounds painful.When in my early 20s during the late '70s and '80s I lived in SF -- a bizarre time with mayor and city council assassinations, the flourishing of the gay community & punk rock. My contribution was running the 7.6 miles Bay to Breakers race across the city nude. About 10,000 folks were running/jogging the route on that Sunday morning -- it's sort of a moving party -- and a good friend carried my clothes in a backpack once the race started. Lotsa fun: the women liked to pinch and point, and....well, the guys too for that matter! I was somewhat surprised to see a picture of my tush in the next day's SF Chronicle newspaper with nothin' but my running shoes on. It was so much fun have done it a couple times since. Gives ya an adrenaline rush, for sure.
Doesn't sound boring to me~I'm pretty boring, but I'll play along.
Been to Canada fishing several times.
Coached in the state baseball tournament several times and football in the UNI-Dome several times.
Played my last game in college at Rosenblatt (no, it wasn't in the CWS, but I don't have to tell people that).
Niagara Falls is a pretty common tourist attraction, but it is indescribable. Absolutely unbelievable. To me anyway. Met The Big Show in the Albany airport. He was at the same desk as us and they lost his car reservation. I was pretty sure he was going to kill us. Needless to say we didn't take a picture.
Without a doubt the coolest thing I've done is the Baseball Hall of Fame on induction weekend. The atmosphere was so awesome. Everything was baseball. Along with that, we met Paul Blair, Yogi Berra, Gary Carter, Darryl Strawberry, Gaylord Perry, Jim Perry, Bob Feller, George Brett, Ozzie Smith, Jim Palmer, Fergie Jenkins, Wade Boggs, Ryne Sandberg, and Wayne Gretzky.
Sat in the front row for a WWF event. Was cooler than it sounds. Acted like a total idiot which made it even more fun.
Sat in the front row of an Aerosmith concert. World's biggest fan. They put on an incredible show.
Can't think of anything else right now, but there probably isn't anything because I'm a pretty boring person.
When in my early 20s during the late '70s and '80s I lived in SF -- a bizarre time with mayor and city council assassinations, the flourishing of the gay community & punk rock. My contribution was running the 7.6 miles Bay to Breakers race across the city nude. About 10,000 folks were running/jogging the route on that Sunday morning -- it's sort of a moving party -- and a good friend carried my clothes in a backpack once the race started. Lotsa fun: the women liked to pinch and point, and....well, the guys too for that matter! I was somewhat surprised to see a picture of my tush in the next day's SF Chronicle newspaper with nothin' but my running shoes on. It was so much fun have done it a couple times since. Gives ya an adrenaline rush, for sure.
Been pushed away from an elevator by Imelda Marco (shoe lady).
Photographed political demonstrations in Kyiv Ukraine and talked to participants.
Kicked a 45 yard field goal at OSU Stadium. The orange and white one in front of an assistant coach. Been in the home of Jerry Parr who shoved Reagan into the limmo and talked about tomatoes and the assassination attempt.
Catapulted involuntarily off a tractor draw bar and came down on a rotating rear wheel and ended up between the fender and tire being beaten by the rubber lugs and survived.
When in my early 20s during the late '70s and '80s I lived in SF -- a bizarre time with mayor and city council assassinations, the flourishing of the gay community & punk rock. My contribution was running the 7.6 miles Bay to Breakers race across the city nude. About 10,000 folks were running/jogging the route on that Sunday morning -- it's sort of a moving party -- and a good friend carried my clothes in a backpack once the race started. Lotsa fun: the women liked to pinch and point, and....well, the guys too for that matter! I was somewhat surprised to see a picture of my tush in the next day's SF Chronicle newspaper with nothin' but my running shoes on. It was so much fun have done it a couple times since. Gives ya an adrenaline rush, for sure.
Ha Ha about Duluth. Been there about 4 times and passing through in a couple of weeks.I can't believe no one here has been to Duluth, Minnesota.
I went to Auburn, Iowa last Friday and saw a totally badass stretch limo that was a late 90's Monte Carlo with a NASCAR spoiler on it. I live dead center in the heart of NASCAR country, within 5 hours drive from every legendary historical track on the schedule other than Daletona, and I have never seen something like that down here.
On the drive last Friday my dad wanted to stop at every bar in Iowa between Omaha and Fort Dodge taking only back roads. Mercifully, not many were open. We drove by and checked them all. The one in Lake City in the old Carnegie Library looked pretty impressive but was closed, so I've been by it but never been inside. Not sure if that counts.
Probably one of the most interesting places I've been was the WWII ship museum in Kure, Hiroshima Prefecture, Japan. I absolutely love the engineering of the Japanese ships as they tried to evade the Washington Naval Treaty and turn battleships into carriers. They also had a 1/10 scale Yamato, which surpassed the badass scale model of the USS Iowa at the Capitol in Des Moines in my mind (that Iowa is a beautiful model, though). The Kure museum also has deactivated one man suicide torpedo submarines and a pristine Mitsubishi Zero. There's also a bunch of kamikaze and human torpedo suicide notes that are also translated into English. I also went to the nuclear museum in Hiroshima. 0/10, would not visit again, would not recommend. That tricycle still haunts me.
Kyiv Ukraine has a WW2 museum with Holocaust stuff. Like lampshades the Nazi's made. What humans can do.I can't believe no one here has been to Duluth, Minnesota.
I went to Auburn, Iowa last Friday and saw a totally badass stretch limo that was a late 90's Monte Carlo with a NASCAR spoiler on it. I live dead center in the heart of NASCAR country, within 5 hours drive from every legendary historical track on the schedule other than Daletona, and I have never seen something like that down here.
On the drive last Friday my dad wanted to stop at every bar in Iowa between Omaha and Fort Dodge taking only back roads. Mercifully, not many were open. We drove by and checked them all. The one in Lake City in the old Carnegie Library looked pretty impressive but was closed, so I've been by it but never been inside. Not sure if that counts.
Probably one of the most interesting places I've been was the WWII ship museum in Kure, Hiroshima Prefecture, Japan. I absolutely love the engineering of the Japanese ships as they tried to evade the Washington Naval Treaty and turn battleships into carriers. They also had a 1/10 scale Yamato, which surpassed the badass scale model of the USS Iowa at the Capitol in Des Moines in my mind (that Iowa is a beautiful model, though). The Kure museum also has deactivated one man suicide torpedo submarines and a pristine Mitsubishi Zero. There's also a bunch of kamikaze and human torpedo suicide notes that are also translated into English. I also went to the nuclear museum in Hiroshima. 0/10, would not visit again, would not recommend. That tricycle still haunts me.
Kyiv Ukraine has a WW2 museum with Holocaust stuff. Like lampshades the Nazi's made. What humans can do.
"Humans"Kyiv Ukraine has a WW2 museum with Holocaust stuff. Like lampshades the Nazi's made. What humans can do.
Freak!!
I'd run it but I don't like being slapped in the face by a cock every 2 seconds!
I’ve had my fair share of interesting and “wow” experiences that I might try and catalog in a post if I get time, but reading this made me think of a coworker of mine. Mid 50s, always lived in the same house in the same small town where we work. One time in conversation a couple years ago it came up that he had never in his entire life been farther away from NW Iowa than Lansing, IA and I guess that was in the late 90s. He’s been in Iowa, Minnesota, South Dakota, and nebraska, and nebraska was just barely across the river into South Sioux City. In 50 plus years. My mind was blown. This is a dude who’s never been to a concert, in an airport, seen a big sporting event, been on a vacation trip…he’s literally done nothing even remotely interesting whatsoever. Really good guy, has two grown kids that are super good people, just never done anything but go to work and go home, all in a tiny little town in NW Iowa.
The other day I asked him, “When’s the last time you were farther away than Sioux Falls?” (Sioux Falls is where people here go shopping and it’s 50 ish miles away). He said, “Late 2000s my wife and I went to Des Moines for the state basketball tournament.” So for OVER A DECADE the guy hasn’t been more than 50 miles from his house. I can’t comprehend it.
Really though if you met the guy you’d think he’s completely normal, and to be honest he is. He just has zero desire to do any sort of traveling or to experience anything other than NW Iowa.We call those people Agoraphobics!
I’ve had my fair share of interesting and “wow” experiences that I might try and catalog in a post if I get time, but reading this made me think of a coworker of mine. Mid 50s, always lived in the same house in the same small town where we work. One time in conversation a couple years ago it came up that he had never in his entire life been farther away from NW Iowa than Lansing, IA and I guess that was in the late 90s. He’s been in Iowa, Minnesota, South Dakota, and nebraska, and nebraska was just barely across the river into South Sioux City. In 50 plus years. My mind was blown. This is a dude who’s never been to a concert, in an airport, seen a big sporting event, been on a vacation trip…he’s literally done nothing even remotely interesting whatsoever. Really good guy, has two grown kids that are super good people, just never done anything but go to work and go home, all in a tiny little town in NW Iowa.
The other day I asked him, “When’s the last time you were farther away than Sioux Falls?” (Sioux Falls is where people here go shopping and it’s 50 ish miles away). He said, “Late 2000s my wife and I went to Des Moines for the state basketball tournament.” So for OVER A DECADE the guy hasn’t been more than 50 miles from his house. I can’t comprehend it.