On June 3-4, 2005, I broke the Guinness World Record for travelling to every subway system in New York City in the shortest amount of time. The previous record was 26 hours, 21 minutes, and my time was 24 hours, 22 minutes. I still need to file the paperwork, but it should be a clean win. Almost many people have and will call me crazy for even attempting this record (it was my second try - I did it exactly one year ago and it took 28 hours), I am proud that I managed to break a record that required a combination of mental power and physical stamina, rather than just being the world’s fattest man or having the most trash in my basement. For those of you not familiar with the system, there are about 25 different lines, and about 80 different transfer stations, so there are literally thousands of different routes to follow, some faster than others.
Are there any other world record holding dopers out there?
I still suspect my father and I hold the record for longest time span between college graduations from the same alma mater in a single generation (63 years).
Don’t know how I’d prove that’s a “record”. Maybe I can just assert it (with proof) and wait to see if anyone can beat it…
Anyone who can pee a minute and a half to over two minutes - whether it was verified by someone holding a stopwatch and was within an earshot, or not - simply amazes me…Even if their urethras are of a smaller gauge than sewing thread, it’s still quite a task.
No really, friends of mine are in the planning stages of building the tallest xxxxx for charity and the fun of it. We are trying to get sponsors and a crane lined up.
This October if it works I’ll tell you all about it.
I was astonished tio find that, for a brief period, my undergraduate thesis results found themselves in the Guiness Book of World Records. They never mentioned it – someone else had to show me. We weren’t trying to set a world record, and I don’t honestly think we did, and I noted that it was really inappropriate. See this:
Well, I’ve been coerced by my in-laws to contact them because of our weirdness in our family, but I haven’t yet.
My husband and my sister’s husband have the same name. Not too uncommon . . . but the guys each have a little brother - with the same name! I just found out a couple months ago my cousin (the last female in the surname family) is marrying a guy with the SAME NAME as my husband and my sister’s husband.
The little weird things involved: both me and my sister were born on days that coincide with our surname (my maiden name is Holliday and we were both born on Holidays, not major ones though). She married her “first” (and only), I married my “first” (but not only). Both the guys are in the same field of work, and my hubby coaches soccer and my cousin’s fiance coaches soccer.
Are you from a Greek family? One of my friends used to date a guy who was Greek (like off-the-boat Greek) and EVERY male in his family was named either George or Petey.
We have a hard enough time keeping our 3 Robert H’s separate in my family. yeesh!
Many, many years ago, I held simultaneous world records in Donkey Kong and Berzerk. It didn’t make Guinness, but it was published in some video game and arcade magazines in the early 80’s.
Even a record-setting game of Donkey Kong didn’t take all that long, but that game of Berzerk lasted 16 hours until I had enough (still had all my lives left except for one, too). The arcade manager even set me up with a bucket to pee into.
No, not at all. In fact my ancestors were Irish, Czech (but I am thinking we’re part mongolian though), and English. My husband’s mother is part German, his father is part Jewish. My sister’s husband is Irish through and through. My cousin’s fiance is from Scotland, he is not a US citizen yet though.
The three guys all have an Irish/English name though, as well as the two younger brothers. At the time, the two names were not very common in the US, so that’s why my MIL named the boys what they are. It’s be one thing if they were named John, Bob, Dave, Chris, but they’re not. Now, the two names are fairly common NOW, but 20-30 years ago they were not.
My father has you all beat… he must take at least 5 minutes… but we’ve always joked about it.
On road trips, kids (me) needed to pee, so we’d stop. Dad would get out to hang hose as well… the kids would be back in the car waiting, LONG before he returned to continue driving. It’s only gotten worse for him as he’s aged…
I on the other hand, have volume, and distance second to none!
