Random Thought Thread

Alone said:
There's a gal (*"Gauri Nanda") who invented a special alarm clock...the "Clocky". She's an MIT graduate, and HAWT as a $2 pistol.


Anyhoo, it's an alarm clock that's mounted on wheels. When it goes-off, it rolls-around the room, and forces you to chase it around to hit the "snooze" button. 😄
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That would work for me....once. It would piss me off and I'd smash it as soon as I caught it. I'm not a morning person.
 
Blues said:
Tick, tick, tick, tick, tick...


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With those couple of strategic missing left ribs, did he get his heart ripped out? Grisly 😱
 
ferider said:
Fun to talk about other people's accidents, I guess. Let's hear about your own !

- When I was 18, a few month after getting my German license, I swiped 3 parked cars in one swoop .... too much snow on the road ... for me.
- Also, maybe half a year later, I bumped into a cop car when a green light turned red and I was busy elsewhere. A green, German VW bus including 6 cops. They ended up standing around my beetle laughing their *sses off.

:)

Let's hear yours.
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My FIRST car was '79 6.6L Trans-Am.

I went to a very prestigious Private/Catholic "Prep School" in Downtown San Antone. All the guys I attended school with came from all parts of town.


My Buddy (*"Mike") lived in the subdivision just south of that of my Parent's. He and I would take turns driving each-other home after school. I would take the "neighborhood" streets to my house, from his house, after I dropped him off.

Anyhoo, there was a wide/left-hand/uphill intersection (*sweeper), in the neighborhood, coming from his house, where my Trans-Am would "drift" GLORIOUSLY. I'd always punch the throttle, slam the steering wheel to the left, and enjoy the ride.


One day, some geriatric "Cee U Next Tuesday" parked her sh!tty Corolla along the curb, in front of one of the houses of MY left-hand sweeper.

I put the plastic nose-cone of my beloved Trans-Am into the driver's-side door of her turdpile.


The San Antonio Police Department Officer seemed to enjoy grillin' me on the specifics of the "accident".
 
A girl I dated a long time ago had an accident.

This was before I ever met her. She got wasted and was driving. She ends up on the interstate driving the wrong way. HPs are trying to stop her by driving back and forth across the 4 lane highway. Nope.
She keeps going. She ends up slamming into the front of a parked highway patrolman. She didn't have any injuries. The patrolman wasn't seriously injured either.

The whole thing ended up on America's Dumbest Criminals.
 
When I was in my first or second year of college I was driving a box truck for a warehouse during the summer to make some dough for school.

I was driving alongside a really nice looking gal in a low cut top in the next lane and we were smiling back and forth at one another.

At a light I tried to creep up a bit so I could get a better "view", and ended up tapping the bumper of the car in front of me.

There was a cop who saw the whole thing and was laughing his ass off...especially when the woman whose car I tapped tried to act like she had a cervical spine injury. I begged her not to ruin my life by lying and the cop took my side in the matter.

Pretty embarrassing for me, but nothing further came of it.


A drunken guy hit my old '67 Plymouth Fury III and totaled it when I was on the way home from a buddy's home. I was about 22 or 23 years old. I chased the guy on foot to the building he eventually ran into...but the responding cops wouldn't take it any further...and admonished me for being crazy enough to chase someone in that neighborhood where I stood out like a sore thumb.

Most of the other accidents I've been around have been me stopping to help render aid to folks who were seriously injured...or already too far gone for help. Some were real doozies.
 
Tangent

This handsome rascal was in a neighbor's yard this morning, slurping on hummingbird feeders. No cubs, "big boned" (no tubby bear shaming here!) so likely not feeding a family, I'd say maybe a 350-400# male, but not an expert.
What a creature! Wife keeping the girl inside for the mid day, as we have chickens and lambs, but we've never been bothered by the bears around here (Green Mtns of VT). The apple trees are fruiting, blackberries just dropped their blossoms, everything's lush as there's a ton of water around so prob just looking for a quick brunch no doubt.

Haven't seen this big boy around here, wonder if he's just lumbering through.

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Tensegrity said:
Tangent

This handsome rascal was in a neighbor's yard this morning, slurping on hummingbird feeders. No cubs, "big boned" (no tubby bear shaming here!) so likely not feeding a family, I'd say maybe a 350-400# male, but not an expert.
What a creature! Wife keeping the girl inside for the mid day, as we have chickens and lambs, but we've never been bothered by the bears around here (Green Mtns of VT). The apple trees are fruiting, blackberries just dropped their blossoms, everything's lush as there's a ton of water around so prob just looking for a quick brunch no doubt.

Haven't seen this big boy around here, wonder if he's just lumbering through.

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That is a very well-fed bear!
 
Alone said:
There's a gal (*"Gauri Nanda") who invented a special alarm clock...the "Clocky". She's an MIT graduate, and HAWT as a $2 pistol.


Anyhoo, it's an alarm clock that's mounted on wheels. When it goes-off, it rolls-around the room, and forces you to chase it around to hit the "snooze" button. 😄
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Brilliant! Could've used one, back then.

Oddly enough (and to this day, I have no idea why), in my senior year in high school, I went from sleeping like the dead (and needing those old school alarm clocks with the 'fire alarm' bells), to becoming a very light sleeper, who could/would wake up from the soft alarm on my Casio watch.

It's been decades, but since then, I've never used/needed a Snooze feature.
 
1988 heading home from work the weather had just got nice for Oregon an attractive girl wearing summer clothes walking on the side of the road. The Ford bronco driven by on off duty in uniform city police officer barely stopped not fitting the car in front of him. My Nissan Lowered pick up was not so lucky against the steel bumper of the Ford. I paid the officer for his bumper a couple of days later and fixed my truck. I think he was happy not to have done an accident report.

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having coffee this morning relaxing have a GREAT time here, I didn’t want to come the wife plan the trip. I owe her big time.
 
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