We have textured walls in the bathroom where I work. They are the same style of textured walls you see in new homes being built right now. Rip out the desks, hide the printers, and bring in couches and other furniture you'd see in a home and it would fit right in. Hell, one of the two buldings where I work even looks like a big, new house ( Read more... )

My sister was five years older than me, and I used to be as scrawny as they come. Ergo, my big sister used to beat the shit out of me ( Read more... )

I'd like to explain that while I'm calling these entries "Dumb Ideas," I think the spirit of discovery and humans testing their limits is what makes us brilliant creatures. That person coming up with what the rest of us think is dangerous and idiotic, even if they truly are dumb individuals, reminds us that we inherently push ourselves to our ( Read more... )

The true mark of a dumb idea is if you do something really dumb more than once.

( This is a story about repeating a dumb idea... )

Growing up, I was the Evel Knievel of cheap BMX bicycles ( Read more... )

My father, step mother, and step brother lived in an apartment for awhile before they moved to Kansas when I was younger. There wasn't as much to do when I visited my father on the weekends in the apartment as there was when they had a house.

( Then one day, my step brother and I discovered the garbage dumpsters around the apartment complex were full of porn! )

My father taught a survival and archery section for the state of Kansas' hunter safety class. My father was no survivalist, but he fancied himself able to live on rocks and sticks for months if the need ever came up. he really believed he could be dropped anywhere on the planet with only the clothes on his back and make a life for himself in the ( Read more... )

My friend, Lee, read The Tunnels of Cu Chi and convinced me to do the next best thing in his mind:

( Crawl through the storm drains beneath Grapevine, Texas... )

This morning, I mentioned the tobbogan hill where I broke my thumb.

( It's also the place that almost knocked me unconscious one spring... )

Last night, I mentioned "officially" breaking my thumb. I also mentioned how I may have cracked my shin. Another time, I think I may have cracked my tailbone, but the only verified break was my right thumb.

( Of course, the story behind it was the result of a dumb idea... )