Share an interesting story or fact about yourself

[adamhovey1988]

I got bit by a dog when I was five, and had to have stitches, but because there was so much skin bitten off, and you could see the bone. I still have a huge chunk of my leg missing, but I have very muscular legs so it’s hard to tell.

 

[Convert3]

I survived Spinal Meningitis when I was two years old. I was told I was in the hospital for three weeks in 1958.

 

[adamhovey1988]

That happened to my little sisters, but not with meningitis. My now 17 year old one had rotavirus when she was a year old, and my now 16 year old sister had staph infection when she was four or five, and both of them had to stay several weeks in the hospital.

 

[JanR]

I have a blue rose tattooed on my right thigh. It was kind of a rebellious statement, in a way. I’ve always wanted blue roses, and there aren’t any in nature. Even those hybrids they pass off as being “blue” roses are actually lavender – as close as they can come to it. In order to have blue roses, I would either have to settle for artificial ones, or have a blue rose tattooed on me. I did the latter. The artist had 14 years experience doing tattoos, and he was very good. It’s a very pretty blue rose, dainty and tasteful.

When I told a couple of friends I was going to have it done, they warned me that I would become addicted to tattooing and end up with my whole body full of them. Never happened. I just got that one. It’s a nice one. I don’t intend to ever get any more.

 

[adamhovey1988]

I have never been a fan of tattoos, which in these days is a very unpopular thing to say. However, at least it was just one.

 

[adamhovey1988]

I once guessed that a girl’s name that I met was Victoria.

That wouldn’t be hard for me to do, for some odd reason a good chunk of the women I know are named either Victoria, Jessica, or Elizabeth. If they are approximately my age, those are usually good guesses. Lke in the future, kids that have been born in the last decade, are probably likely to be named Sophia Madison or Liam. I don’t think I look like an Adam, but that’s also not what I call myself in my head.

 

[adamhovey1988]

I find this interesting about my great-grandmother, not the one I knew , but my grandpa’s mother: She died laughing. I’m a little curious what the joke someone told her was.

 

[JanR]

A lot of tattoos that people get are ugly with gross messages. A little blue rose, well done, is quite different.

When I vetted the artist, my main concerns were how much experience he had, and whether or not he sterilized his needles or used a new one each time. His answers were straightforward, and good, so I allowed him to do my rose. He also instructed me on aftercare, so the tattoo stayed nice and remains nice to this day. His facility wasn’t your typical back-alley tattoo parlor.

 

[dochawk]

There’s nothing interesting about me.

Flying with my wife a couple of years ago, we were TSA pre-cleared or some such, though we’ve signed up for nothing.

I wasn’t sure how to take having been declared “officially boring” by the government . . .

anyway . . .

I pretty much haven’t gone outside as far as the driveway without a wide brimmed western hat in 30 years–I watched my grandmother and great aunt each get skin cancers removed every six months or so in their 70s, 80s, and 90s, and have the same Irish skin.

Yet I own convertibles . . . and only put up the top in heavy rain or wind.

 

[JanR]

crenfro:

There’s nothing interesting about me.

Yet I own convertibles . . . and only put up the top in heavy rain or wind.

So, you leave it down when it snows …?

 

[dochawk]

So, you leave it down when it snows …?

It’s only snowed once since I bought the first one in '06 . . . and I didn’t end up driving in it–we had run off to Prim for a couple of nights, and were happily in our room before it happened (and before the highway got closed).

I’d certainly keep the top down in regular falling snow, unless I was stopping on a regular basis–40 mph in the Miata is plenty for driving through pouring rain without getting wet, and snow falls much slower . . .

(even in the coldest part of our winters, I would have to turn down the heater with the top down–I was wearing an overcoat, hat, and muffler!). [yeah, it has the heater and AC of a full size car; I can feel the air with the top down at 80 . . .]

 

[Toi_nhan_31]

Praise the Lord!

 

[Katie777]

A few things

I once I drove pretty far after DH had tires replaced and they forgot to tighten lug nuts. I prayed all the way home to Mary and my guardian angel
The tires stayed on.

Then another time I got a flat on a highway and took first exit on basically rims with 2 babies in the back. I also prayed the same. I pulled into the first business, a T mobile store, and there was a tow truck driver parked there who put my spare on. I told him I had no cash and he just said God Bless you.

Katie
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[dochawk]

I once I drove pretty far after DH had tires replaced and they forgot to tighten lug nuts.

Years ago, I had ought a car before my license, and my father put off replacing his gas tank for months. With me licensed, he needed to fix it. We did, and rotated the tires.

I asked if I should tighten the lug nuts.

“No! Noone else touches my lug nuts!”

I asked again, and got a similar response.

We put in half a gallon, I suppose, and I followed him to the gas station.

I still remember his car leaping up, and veering one way, while a tire shot the other.

“You didn’t tighten the lug nuts!”



the running board and fender splayed out slightly the rest of the tie he had the car . . .

 

[Katie777]

Yes our mechanic was surprised I drove 40 miles with this, shocked actually. He could not believe it.

The wheels were wobbling and I had difficulty steering. But Our Lady and my precious Guardian angel got me home…

 

[dochawk]

come to think of it, as a young lawyer, one of my clients was jailed for this.

I had him out on work release, he was working at a tire store, and forgot to tighten.

Customer’s car fell on the way out of the lot.

Client fired (gee, surprise).

Not knowing this, I call him at halfway house–which is how they found out that he lost his job and didn’t tell them. He checked out to work (a lie), when he could have checked out to look for a job.

Thinking back, that was the third time in that case that I went into court with him at my side and he left in handcuffs . . .

 

[Katie777]

The tires were done the day before. Ii drove it first after dh brought it home… I imagined the whole time Angel’s flying near the wheels while praying.

 

[JanR]

A few things

I once I drove pretty far after DH had tires replaced and they forgot to tighten lug nuts. I prayed all the way home to Mary and my guardian angel
The tires stayed on.

Then another time I got a flat on a highway and took first exit on basically rims with 2 babies in the back. I also prayed the same. I pulled into the first business, a T mobile store, and there was a tow truck driver parked there who put my spare on. I told him I had no cash and he just said God Bless you.

Katie
:

It pays to pray.

 

[adamhovey1988]

I like spiders. But I was bitten by a venomous one, and it made me quite sick. So, even if I see a venomous one in my house, I’m not going to kill it, but I will find a way to take it outside without touching it. Non-venomous ones, I don’t mind letting them crawl on me.

 

[dochawk]

non-venomous are put outside.

Some years ago, I had an encounter with a grey recluse.

I had thought that I had pricked my finger on a fiberglass panel, and had thought nothing of the spider I’d seen while putting it up (nailing over a window in an ancient house with no roof insulation, or maybe taking it down in spring for more ventilation).

Two mornings later, I couldn’t clench my hand to operate the brake on my bicycle!

My quack gave me heavy duty steroids (and I guess antibiotic, as the skin was nearly splitting), and the only reason I wasn’t hospitalized was that he was on call that night.

Fortunately, I was bit on the finger–had the bite had good circulation, I might not have woken up to try to operate the bicycle to go to campus . . .

which brings up another odd memory . . . my perhaps 3 year old (but maybe 2) in the back yard, with her visiting cousin who was a year older, running around in the back yard, shrieking.

Eventually, my wife or her sister noticed that my daughter was chasing the sousing holding out a coffee cup.

Now, I have no idea why she had a coffee cup in the back yard, but the important factor was that it contained . . . a black widow! . . . her cousin knew what it was, and was screaming, while she didn’t . . .