This weekend we were out driving and I swear I saw an old granny on a motorcycle. Not just any motorcycle, one of those big numbers with the extra seat or two a level up from the driver’s seat. What are those called? I couldn’t see her face, but she or he was definately wearing one of those old lady Hausfrau dresses that look like they were made out of curtains. I almost died laughing - but more power to her. I hope I’m doing such cool stuff when I’m old.
I like to collect odd products from asian markets- The translation process can be quite interesting. I have a product (I think it’s a sports drink) called Pocari Sweat, and another that the main ingredient is *** Shredded Gelatinous Mutant Coconut***. The best one yet I found yesterday. It is a tube of stuff, the box as a picture of a bunny and a sheep, and the tube itself has a picture of a sheep, and -lots- of chinese writing. The interesting bit is that it says Sheep Soul on the box very prominently. It was too weird to pass up, but I am really wondering what’s in there (but not enough to open it).
That’s my weird thing spotted this weekend.
This is strange…
I was 5-6 yrs old, my Mother, Father, brother and me were driving along. A song came on the radio. A Dean Martin tune.
The first note was played and I started laughing and singing the words to the song. I never heard it before that moment. I sang it all perfectly to the end.
My family just stared at me…and of course asked my how I knew the words…I had no idea. I just knew that I had to sing with the song. It made me feel wonderful.
That is the most bizarre and clear memory I have of my childhood.
This is my first post after a long, long time lurking. Don’t be too cruel, now…
I like the way the thread started off with a wierd Amish story. Here’s another. I pulled up to a rural gas station in central PA, with one pump and one old guy at the counter. I found myself waiting behind an Amish buggy.
The owner of whom was pumping gas into the back of the buggy.
Army weirdness in Germany.
While at a bar with friends, one guy punches me in the arm and tells me to look at this girl. I look over and she’s BEAUTIFUL!
Then I notice something…the front of her blouse is moving like one of her breasts is trying to escape or something…then out it comes…A FULL GROWN RAT!!!
And yes, it WAS a rat and not a ferret. The damn thing crawled out and was walking back ands forth on her shoulders.
I kid you not! We left and NEVER went back to that bar.
Mine’s not that weird, but here goes:
I’m running a 2 mile time trial with the team, and I’m fairly isolated, with the nearest people about 50 feet in both directions. We’re on a residential street in a suburb in north Orange County, FL. I’m intensely focused on the run, when out the the blue a friggin’ PEACOCK comes out and chases me a good 10 feet.
That’s not all. Same area, different day. I’m running at a good pace when all of the sudden a friggin’ squirrel falls out of the trees and lands not 5 feet from me. It does the quick double-take and takes off at full speed. I was thoroughly worried.
-AETBOND417
Running with fear since '99.yosemitebabe’s stories remind me of the one time I rode the Greyhound. Only mildly weird, but I’ll inflict it on you anyway.
We had stopped at the depot in a city about halfway to where I was going, and a lot of people were switching buses. One woman walked up to the driver just as we were about to leave and asked in a loud voice, “Is this the bus to Gaylen? I need to get on the bus to Gaylen.”
Gaylen was (at the time) home to an institution for criminally insane women. There wasn’t much else there.
I grant that she may have been just visiting someone, but we were all kind of glad that she had the wrong bus.
Once I was house sitting for someone who owned a house in a very wooded area of North Carolina. I had never seen animals on the road during the month or so I was there. Then one morning I saw a rabbit, a turtle, a deer, a possum, and 4 squirrels all cross the road in front of my car within a few miles of each other. And–here’s the good part–they were all heading in the same direction. All I could think was that they were heading for a meeting.
xploder, I don’t think my ex-girlfriend has ever been to Germany, but you’ve described her fairly accurately.
As for weird things I’ve seen: I’ve seen my brother’s TV, which does not have SAP features, have spanish audio on a channel that all the other TVs in the house showed in english. But only during wrestling programs.
Last year out of the blue i decided to join my schools boxing team. The first week I, being the only newbie, was required to run 8 miles a night on suburan/rural streets. I managed but was always at the point of exhaustion by the time i was on the return trip. One night i was running back physically wrecked when i saw out of the corner of my eye what i thought was someone in the bushes. by the time my brain processed it I was past. Then about 100 yards up i saw someone else, definitely female hiding in the trees, giggling. So now i was curious and looking for more, a few hundred yards further i saw something-a naked girl in the bushes. I was all alone so i couldn’t get confirmation from anyone, I really thought i was getting delusional. Naked women lining the streets of Montana? In total I saw 9 girls along the roadside hiding, some better hidden than others(one stepped out and waved) some silent, some laughing. Needless to say my spirits were lifted and the run seemed much easier.
I found out later that it was sorority rush week and this was some kind of initiation thing. But for a couple days i was just thinking i had some fans who wanted to lift my spirits
First One:
Over the past 2-3 weeks or so, on the way home from work, I have passed the same yellow VW beetle (new) within 1/2 mile of the same spot on the freeway FIVE TIMES now. Because of the nature of my job, I *do not leave at the same time every day, *but when I get done with what I’m doing. I noticed at first because a co-worker has one like it, then the next time, remembered "hey I saw that thing the same place yesterday, then again, again, agin… It’s the same little brunette lady (I noticed because I was looking to see if it was the co-worker). With a near 140 mph ave. rate of closure, it’s pretty remarkable timing for it happen that close to the same spot every time.
Second One:
I was visiting my sister and am a guitar player. She suggested I get her guitar out of the closet and play. (It’s a fair-quality Japanese-made Fender acoustic). She had not touched it in ages, it had been in this closet a good while and before that, had been moved from Calif. to Texas and before that, moved several hundred miles within Calif. I took it out and struck a G chord to see where to begin to tune it up–it was PERFECTLY in tune. I strummed other chords and there was not a single key I could touch to make it any more right. I was impressed, but the more I thought about it, a little disturbed. The law of entropy says that this can not happen–that it can go from a disordered to ordered state by random action over time, and those that know guitars know that a wooden guitar CANNOT just stay the same over such time and changing conditions. Not too dramatic, but the more think about it–the weirder it seems.