Had a conversation with a co-worker earlier today; what is the most fun, but useless thing you have ever done?
I’m not talking about roller coasters or sex (think of, but not talking about!), but dumb, useless, random things that you have done that were really fun…
Mine: at a party in my college days, after several different recreational chemicals were ingested, I wrapped the rubber band from a punch-balloon around my head. Then had a buddy streeeeeetch the balloon across the room, about 20 feet away, and release! The combination of altered consciouness, a stobe light, a large object RAPIDLY aproaching my face, the instintive fear an object rapidly approaching my face engenders, and the sound it made when it impacted against my nose caused me to laugh until I almost passed out!
I have urinated on every single dorm on my college campus. That’s 27 dorms. Halfway through, me and my roommate stopped at a fountain to “refill”. The fountain sprays 40 feet in the air.
Well, I didn’t really do it, but my friend did, and I got the fun from observing. He took a latex surgical glove ,normal sized, and pulled the whole thing over his head. He had his nose covered, and when he breathed out of his nose, the fingers inflated. It was the funniest thing I have ever observed…I couldn’t breathe for 10 minutes!
I bought some brush-in hair color a while back and when my kids are being good and ask nicely, I’ll do their hair for them. My little boy looks like Dean Stockwell in that movie about the boy with green hair. He loves it. My daughter had friends over one weekend and I did their hair too. I don’t know if their parents will let them come over again.
Once my oldest son and I painted faces on our chins and laid up-side-down on the sofa talking to each other. It was so funny I thought I would pass out. He kept saying, I want some cheeeeese. I have no idea why, but it was hilarious. I got him a mirror so he could see himself and he laughed so hard he about choked on his saliva.
Sometimes he and I will get into ‘psuedo’ farting contests. You know, when you blow on the palms of your hands or into the crook of your elbow? We do it so long we get light-headed. My husband thinks we’re crazy. But we don’t care. It’s all these awful, grotesque sounds peppered with, ‘Oh cool!’ ‘That was the longest one yet!’ ‘Gross! I love it!’
I am probably not a good mother. My kids will grow up with no social skills.
Worse. They’ll grow up to be like Homer. For what it’s worth, that’s basically the relationship I had with my mom, except for the farting part(that was between my dad and me). I turned out somewhat normal, anyway.
Well, my name is Zyada, and I don’t care for beer, but if you have a glass of wine, I’d love that. I’m 38 years old and divorced just over a year after being married for eight years. I don’t have any children, although I always wanted them and still do. Sometimes I get depressed because it doesn’t look like I’ll ever have a chance to have kids. But I refuse to settle for less than a wonderful man just so that I can have kids.
The leitmotif of my life is dancing, and especially belly-dancing (see sig). I also love to snorkel and usually enjoy my programming job. I’m the DFW social director (I’m the one who puts the local IRL parties together) If you’re coming to the Dallas-Fort Worth area email me and I’ll try to get a party together for you. I haven’t done one recently because I’ve been real busy.
I bought a house in May, and I’m almost finished redecorating the master bathroom, which will be the last redecorating I do for a long time!
I have two beautiful, sweet [rest of description deleted to avoid nausea] kitties name Shilla and Moody. Those are actually short for Karshillamar and Masmoudi, which are arabic musical styles (I get a little obsessed with the belly dancing stuff) Shilla is pure black with dark greenish-grey eyes - sometimes he looks like a cat-shaped hole in the universe. Moody is a siamese-calico mix with the cutest face.
You can find out a lot more about my using the search engine - I’ve said the damndest things on this board!
And unlike some people around here, I love smilies.
But I refuse to settle for less than a wonderful man just so that I can have kids.
