Did something stupid today.....

Eric Isaacson

Eric Isaacson

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I got the ladder out today to do a little work on the roof. Set the ladder up, grabbed the hose(washing the siding off), and the broom. Made a mental note to be careful not to catch the hose on the ladder and knock it over. Started washing off the siding, walking along the roof of our porch as I was washing the second story, heard a faint crash...you guessed it, knocked the ladder over. I was home alone, didn't have my phone as I didn't want to get it wet. Maybe the worse part is I did something similar about 15 years ago when we lived in a different house. That time the wind blew the ladder over, this time it was entirely my fault. Finished my work on the roof, hoping I'd see a neighbor or someone, well that didn't happen.
Ended up jumping down, luckily it is only about a 10' jump, but I'm not as young as I used to be, very possible I'll be sore in the morning.... ;)

So, misery loves company, what have you done that would fall under "Did something stupid...."

:D:D
 
Thanks guys. I'm sure it didn't look pretty but at least I didn't break anything.

I've done plenty of "stupid" where there was blood, luckily that wasn't today.

:D:D
 
Eric Isaacson said:
So, misery loves company, what have you done that would fall under "Did something stupid...."

:D:D
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Well, since you asked...

Once when I was 16-17, I had the house to myself while my parents were out of town. I went out into the garage to let the dogs in, wearing nothing but my boxers. Locked myself out. No cell phone. I managed to dig out an old shirt that was being used as a shop rag, then hopped on my bike and rode about 4 miles to a friend's house to have him take me to go get a spare key from my brother. It was pretty late at night, but I still got some pretty funny looks.

Fast forward about ten years, and I did it again. This time it was too cold out and my sliding door was frozen shut. Went out into the garage of our new house to let the dogs in through the side door... locked myself out in similar attire... most importantly no shoes or socks on. There was about a foot of snow and I didn't feel like running to a neighbor's house to use their phone, so I spent two hours hanging out in the garage with the dogs until my wife got home.
 
Gez Eric, hope you all stove up tomorrow. Man I don't care what anyone says, getting old SUCKS's. The ground rises up at the same speed as it use to but then trying to get off the ground is what has become the chore. Hope you're alright Brother!!!
 
Be careful buddy.

Now did you do the roll thing when you landed like those free runner/parkour guys do ?
 
When I was a kid I used to jump off my roof all the time for fun. Got my friend to do it one day and he twisted his ankle. His mom never let him play with me again.

Glad you are OK!
 
Unfortunately Sparks server isn't large enough for my list;):D

Glad your ok brother:)
 
I'm glad you're not seriously injured Eric.;)


Years ago I was working on our garden and I pulled a classic "Three Stooges" move; I stepped on a rake and THWOP!!! I briefly saw stars, then looked around hoping that nobody saw what I did!:o
 
Happy to hear you didn't get hurt. Getting up off the ground isn't as easy as it you use to be:) I once put a .45 hole in my bedroom wall when I was cycling some live rounds in my Colt 1911:o
 
I had a small, very thin, VERY SHARP pocket knife and I wanted to see if it was sharp enough to cut a free-standing hair in half. So I acquired said hair from my ex-wife's hairbrush (we were married at the time) because I thought its length would shield me from my own stupidity and uncoordination. I tried for a few minutes to slowly cut the hair in half using a number of angles and varying my slicing speed, all to no avail. I was getting very frustrated when the light bulb came on, so to speak. Remembering my physics class, I thought, "what this situation needs in order to be successful is a sharp edge moving at a higher rate of speed." :rolleyes: Ummm, yeah. Because I had pretty lost most of my patience leading up to that point, I decided to use "ludicrous speed" to shift the odds of cutting through the hair heavily in my favor. Well, we all know what happened next. :( At the end of my stroke, I realized that not only was the hair NOT cut in half, but a good chunk of the tip of my left index finger was sitting on top of my knife blade, about 10 inches away from my hand. I can assure you that seeing that was quite surreal to me at the time. As my eyes moved to my actual finger, I then realized that a good amount of blood was pouring out of the wound where my fingertip used to be. :eek: "Oh well, I didn't really need that fingertip anyway!" I thought. It didn't even hurt, but it was bleeding pretty badly. My wife drove me to the ER (I managed to completely soak a dry washcloth with blood by the time we got there) where they wrapped it up tight to stop the bleeding and then x-rayed it to make sure I had not taken part of the bone with the fingertip. To this day, I have an area on my left index finger about half the size of a penny where I have no fingerprint. Needless to say, I don't introduce speed into problems any more as a potential solution.
 
At least you had the dogs to keep you warm!

Skrapmetal said:
Well, since you asked...

Once when I was 16-17, I had the house to myself while my parents were out of town. I went out into the garage to let the dogs in, wearing nothing but my boxers. Locked myself out. No cell phone. I managed to dig out an old shirt that was being used as a shop rag, then hopped on my bike and rode about 4 miles to a friend's house to have him take me to go get a spare key from my brother. It was pretty late at night, but I still got some pretty funny looks.

Fast forward about ten years, and I did it again. This time it was too cold out and my sliding door was frozen shut. Went out into the garage of our new house to let the dogs in through the side door... locked myself out in similar attire... most importantly no shoes or socks on. There was about a foot of snow and I didn't feel like running to a neighbor's house to use their phone, so I spent two hours hanging out in the garage with the dogs until my wife got home.
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Ok. You asked for it...:D

I was little first bb gun. Was with older cousin by a year. I saw a frog or something and told him I was going to shoot it. He said no and put his barefoot over it. I told him I'd shoot him if he didn't move it. He didn't and I shot him.:eek: Never will forget seeing that bb stuck in top of his foot, the whooping i got, or seeing my bb gun wrapped around the big feed ben that held all chicken feed at chicken house for years.:D


I was young my Dad told me to go get the pump bb gun. I thought the 22 lr would be better. I grabbed Pa's 22 not knowing it was loaded and shot a round through Gran and Pas bedroom floor.:D


I built a little fire on back deck of house once. Yeah I was like 8:D

I rolled dads truck down hill with two friends when I was 14. I did roll it on over by myself cause I was so scared afterwards. Adrenaline is real:D

Battery dead on phone ...I'm just getting started:)
 
Glad you are alright Eric. Here is my tail of whoa and old age. I was helping a buddy cut down a tree. I climbed about three feet up the tree to grab a rope. Decided I would just jump down and swing the rope over to him. Well, torn MCL and meniscus was my result.
 
Stupid things?

I wrote a love letter when I was 21 (46 years ago) that until this day I wish that I had re-thought and torn up.

And no, it wasn't to Kathy. I was about ten months from meeting her. But that story is to be saved for the best thing that ever happened to me thread.
 
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