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September skies
02-27-2006, 11:33 PM
I was just wondering - how adventurous are you?

What is the scariest thing you've ever done or had happen to you? Have you parachuted? Encountered a lion face to face, been bitten by a rattlesnake, met Haskins in person, etc.

I am a "safe" type of person but, I have been pretty adventurous in the past. I came close to parachuting once, but we ended up with only nine people (three chickened out) and they needed a minimum of ten to take us up.

I've gone on a super-wild four-wheel run that scared me half to death - I really thought I'd die. (When I got into the vehicle and had my forehead strapped in, I should have known I was in for the ride of my life)

Some things I didn't realize that they were scary until after I did them - hitchhiking in the same area and the same time frame of a serial killer.

And once (as a joke) I stole a motorcycle and drove off on it. I had never driven a motorcycle before - just a passenger. So, I went by memory from watching and soon myself on a road with a couple of semi's and being so scared that I'd ruin my new Nike running shoes. (ok, scared of dying too)
Then, I crashed. LOL

Lantern Jack
02-27-2006, 11:43 PM
Renounce the faith of my Baptist parents.

Susie
02-27-2006, 11:45 PM
Oy, Esther.:) Sure glad you are ok after that motorcycle crash. Please don't do that again, k. I had a motorcycle scary thing too. When I was a teenager, I went on a motorcycle that belonged to a fellow who was kinda tough and we got on and then promtly fell off. We were laughing, why I don't know. Guess we were happy we weren't really hurt...

StoryG27
02-27-2006, 11:54 PM
I don't know if I'd classify these as scary, but some would.

I've gone parachuting. I had a line twist (meaning the ropes connecting the parachute to me were twisted), which was no biggie, I kicked it out, turning myself around until the lines were straight. Then, once my chute was all straightened out, I hit a warm air pocket and went up instead of down. What was supposed to be a three minute ride turned into a twenty minute experience. The people on the ground saw that I was going too high and there was some sort of debris being sucked up right above me, so I basically had to take the toggle and deflate half my parachute and put myself into a spin, a very fast spin, to lose some altitude. It was super exciting. A very long, wild ride, and I loved it.

I've come face to face with black bears. No biggie. They're not aggressive.

I've come face to face with a mountain loin. That one had my heart pounding. I'd rather run into a black bear any day. I had no idea how enormous mountain lion's were until I accidentally rode (on my horse) right up to one.

I went four-wheeling in a jeep with a complete idiot driving and ended rolling down the side of a mountain.

I had a good horse slip and accidentally smash my leg under her; had a temperamental horse throw itself over on me, put in the hospital for a while and I came out sporting permanent hardware in my left leg; and I had a spooked horse trample me when I was a little kid (had a purple bruise in the perfect shape of a horse's hoof on my stomach, I thought it was the coolest thing in the world at the time).

I think most of those experiences (other than the parachuting) are actually normal for a kid who grew up on a small ranch in the mountains of Colorado.

MarkN
02-27-2006, 11:55 PM
Renounce the faith of my Baptist parents.

Whoa, that is scary. :scared:

Let's see, I drove a jeep full-speed into a tank trap once. Rode in an Egyptian military bus (driven by an Egyptian PFC) across the desert at 2:00am and through rush hour in Alexandria. As an aside, do you know why they make sidewalks in Alexandria? It's in case the car in front of you stops for a red light. Well maybe that's not what they're for, but that's what I saw at least one guy use it for.

Anyway, what else...? I made it partway around the Beehive at Acadia National Park. That's no big deal, but for someone with my fear of heights it was pretty close to a Depends moment. I put up the gutters on my new house all by my onesome too--not quickly, but I did it. For me, that was scary.

Might think of some more later....

Shiraz
02-28-2006, 12:04 AM
I went four-wheeling in a jeep with a complete idiot as a passenger and ended rolling down the side of a mountain.

Okay, I didn't do that. I confess; I stole it from Story. But, I couldn't think of anything that would even compare to these. Maybe having three brain surgeries in five months counts? Those weren't exactly choices, tho.

eldragon
02-28-2006, 12:10 AM
Had kids.

blacbird
02-28-2006, 12:11 AM
Vietnam.

caw.

eldragon
02-28-2006, 12:22 AM
Actually, scary things, I can't think of. I can think of terrifying things, though.


Having my 6 month old baby girl stop breathing in front of me. Luckily we were in the hospital and I got a nurse to do CPR. She went into a coma and they told me it was "touch and go," that night. She survived that night and is 17 years old today.


Being told my brother had been killed in a car accident, and then having to tell my mother the same news. That. Single. Event. I. Wouldn't. Wish. On. Anyone.

mdin
02-28-2006, 12:38 AM
I have had a lot of scary things happen to me, but most of them I didn't volunteer for. (Like having a bullet come right through the front door of my house and pass less than a foot over the head of my baby, or having my right index finger bitten off at the first knuckle and the surgery to have it reattached, various health scares. etc..)

I've gone skydiving several times, but that's not really scary after the first time. I've bungee jumped once. I worked as an EMT for a short while and saw some seriously messed-up car accidents. I dated satan.

Lantern Jack
02-28-2006, 12:42 AM
I dated satan.

Really? Me, too. Small world. Was she wearing those hideous, Mickey Mouse clodhoppers? To disguise her cloven hooves, doubtless.

Chacounne
02-28-2006, 12:49 AM
Oh Pam (((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((Pam)))))))))))))) )))))))))))))))))))))))))))




For me:

Unintentionally:
Being one of the safety and security people on the gate at an SCA event and having the guy who owned a store down the street put a loaded gun 6" from my face, with the words "where I come from we take care of our problems", when he was looking for someone who robbed his store that night. Thankfully, a Vietnam vet took over and we didn't have the robber in question on site.

Intentionally:
Standing up in front of a packed church of over 200 souls, and telling Bo Bice the story of how he helped to create a miracle in my husband's life and in my life.

Future:
My husband was a Vietnam vet, and the only really serious thing that he asked of me, consistently, during our marriage, was to do a parachute jump, because he parachuted during his service. I was always too chicken, but since he died he has sent me several messages, through others, that he still wants me to do it, so it is on my list. Thank you Storygirl; you sent me a message from my Dan :)

Lantern Jack
02-28-2006, 12:57 AM
Okay, here goes. [takes deep breath] At 10, was charged by a bull black bear, attacked by a monkey and a goose and charged by a 130-pound German shepherd, was hit by a car which left me covered with blood; was rescused by "The Coyote Killer". Have been struck by 9 more cars, since. Traveled 7 hours through urban gang territory in Buffalo for 2 years. Got lost in a national park. Went rappelling. Went white-water rafting down the river they used for the '93 summer Olympics when the tide was low; was gay at the time when I attended one of the largest Promise Keepers gatherings ever; rode in a car with a pregnant, perpetually-high, Sicilian road-rager for two years (and two Buffalo winters!); have biked through simultaneous dark and blizzard conditions over 2,000 times; survived 5 different hurricane-type situations; survived cicada season '97; survived four different "Night of the Tornadoes" (that's where your state gets more than 50 tornadoes in a single night); went streaking more than 100 times; was chased by a frothing maniac two nights in a row, Duel style; survived rape; was chased by a 12-point buck; was chased by a St. Bernard on 12 consecutive occasions; played Murderball over 400 times with testosterone cases pitching the balls upward of 70 mph; made out with a boy for 2 straight years in full view of a public road in Tennessee; was walking a horse when it startled; have been lost on over 7 different field trips when I was little; had my wallet stolen when I was sleep; got lost in the porn district in Buffalo; was locked up with my gay/nudist psych professor for a week; spent 5 years on anti-psychotics/anti-depressants/anti-anxiety medication and was hospitalized; dated a razor-wielding maniac for two and one half years; raced across 25 different rush-hour roads without looking; got myself lost in Texas Chainsaw Massacre territory, in a graveyard, in the middle of the night; got myself locked in a basement with no light; slept in a room with a dozen rats racing around in the walls for 7 straight summers; saw a man die before my very eyes, twice; mopped up the blood of someone who'd slit their wrists (one on accident, one of purpose); had 45 bomb threats when I was in high school. And that's just the stuff I can remember off the tip-top of my pointy, little head:)

Shadow_Ferret
02-28-2006, 01:13 AM
Gotten married.


Even scarier. Stayed married (so far).


and as eldragon said: had kids.

Jaycinth
02-28-2006, 01:26 AM
1) The kids

2) I took a manuscript out of my drawer and I wrote a cover letter for it and I mailed it.

robeiae
02-28-2006, 01:51 AM
I asked Haskins "How's it going?"

Rob :)

stormie
02-28-2006, 01:56 AM
Pam: :Hug2:

Hmmm...I'm such a cautious person. I think things through 'til I can't even remember what I'm considering doing. I even went to the same college my sister was at.

The scariest thing I've ever done was stay calm for an entire morning. :D

DamaNegra
02-28-2006, 02:57 AM
Being in the 9th floor in the middle of an earthquake (my first earthquake ever), watching the walls crack around me and seeing everything swaying like small branches on a strong air. Then, hearing the screams of my brother and all the neighbors of the apartment building running like crazy all over the place. I really thought the building would collapse at that time.

brokenfingers
02-28-2006, 03:04 AM
It would have to be, without a doubt, May 24th, 1997.





I told her she looked fat in those pants...

DamaNegra
02-28-2006, 06:02 AM
I told her she looked fat in those pants...

http://www.absolutewrite.com/forums/images/smilies/eek.gif and you're still ALIVE??? WOW!!!

eldragon
02-28-2006, 06:13 AM
Oh, I thought of another one:
Coming home after a long night of partying, in Atlanta where I lived in an apartment by myself, to find the front door wide open. The place had been ransacked and robbed. The backdoor was open, too.

I wasn't that upset, called the police. It was about 3 am. A nice police officer came by and took a report, which was useless, because I didn't have insurance anyway. I was missing jewelry, a stereo and cash.

So, the policeman left, and went out front to sit in his car to write the report, and thankfully, he was a slow writer, because someone tried to kick in the backdoor of my apartment. All the lights were on, they knew I was home. I freaked out, beat the crap out of the window to get the policeman's attention. He drew his gun and went around the side of the apartment building, but found nobody. I was so scared, he sat in my apartment until morning. I went to bed and he sat on the couch in the living room. (Another unsung hero.)


Never did find out who robbed my house, but I think it was a cab driver I had turned down for a date. He just happened to be the one to answer the call to pick me up that night, and was very po'd that "I'd rather go out and pay for my own dinner with a girlfriend than go out with him."


That was spooky at the time.

rhymegirl
02-28-2006, 06:59 AM
Probably getting married. My palms were sweating so much it was unbelievable. I had only known him for 3 months.

BlueTexas
02-28-2006, 07:06 AM
Scariest as an adult? Got married. Scariest as a teenager? Admitted that I was the careless one who forgot to blow the candle out--the candle the burned the house down.

StoryG27
02-28-2006, 07:14 AM
Scariest as a teenager? Admitted that I was the careless one who forgot to blow the candle out--the candle the burned the house down.
Oh no. That had to be a fun one to admit. I'm surprised you had the courage to do it. I'd be tempted to run away from home (or from my homeless family as the case would be).

BlueTexas
02-28-2006, 07:19 AM
Oh no. That had to be a fun one to admit. I'm surprised you had the courage to do it. I'd be tempted to run away from home (or from my homeless family as the case would be).

I was surprised I had the courage, too. If nothing else, I learned something about myself that day.

AdamH
02-28-2006, 07:25 AM
Hmmm...that's a cool way to split it up, BlueTexas.

As a kid: Got stuck in a culvert while chasing my pet cat, Jasper. Wasn't found for awhile. As a kid it seemed like hours but probably was only a few minutes. Also, I was so young that I didn't know how to crawl backwards...which is how I eventually got out with coaxing from my mom.

As a teen: Went to a haunted grave that was, in its day, rural and could've sworn I've seen an honest to goodness apparition. Like the Art Bell type stuff you hear about late at night on the radio.

As a college student: Got into a car accident by myself on an empty highway during a massive snowstorm. I lost control of my car and hit a guard rail that stopped me from going over a cliff. (Life changing experience)

As an adult: "Drop Zone" at Canada's Wonderland. Something about my feet dangling precariously 20 stories above the ground then falling did it for me. I don't mind heights or roller coasters. But that thing was freakin' freaky!

WVWriterGirl
02-28-2006, 02:44 PM
As a kid: Fell down and cut a chunk out of my knee, then had to walk back up my driveway without help, bleeding like a stuck pig. I was old enough to realize that you can bleed to death, and just young enough to be scared to death by the blood spurting out of my leg. This also happened on my arm on a separate occasion, i ripped it open on a chain-link fence.

As a teen: I flipped a four wheeler over on top of me, and for a few minutes, I didn't think I would be able to get out from under it. I was scraped from ankle to shoulder on one side and not in any danger of being crushed by it, but I was alone on the road and the person I was riding with didn't see the wreck, so they were already gone. Luckily, a neighbor looked out the window and found me and came out to try to help me out from under the machine.

As an adult: Having to watch my days-old son be loaded into a helicopter because the hospital where he was born was not equipped to deal with his medical problems, and then hearing the words, "No ma'am, we can't take you, too. There's only room for the nurse and the gurney and the flight crew." We had to drive six hours to get to the hospital they transferred him to.

Chacounne
02-28-2006, 03:18 PM
Oh Linley (((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((Linley))))) ))))))))))))))))))))))))))))

I can only imagine how excruciating that must have been.

Love and Hugs,
Heather

Puddle Jumper
03-01-2006, 07:51 AM
Whe I was a kid camping out at a lake with my family and I had been riding my bike up and down the dirt road because my older siblings and cousins said I was too young to fish with them. But then I decided to take my bike up the very big hill and ride down. Dirt road, very steep, little kid, bad idea. My poor older siblings and cousins had to cut short their fishing to haul me back to the adults bleeding and crying.

maestrowork
03-01-2006, 08:02 AM
parachuting, scuba diving where sharks swam, rock climbing, shooting a gun without knowing what I was doing, skiing down intermediate slope without knowing what I was doing, flying a private plane, surviving a coma... ;)

coming to America all by myself -- now that was probably the scariest thing I've ever done.

WerenCole
03-01-2006, 08:31 AM
I once shot a man in Reno. . . just to watch him die.


Other than that I have been in a car that flipped of a bridge onto a bed of ice. . .

I would not care to discuss this matter further.


ETA- By the way, that is a Jonny Cash quote. . . Folsom Prison Blues. . .look it up Unique.

September skies
03-01-2006, 10:06 AM
wow - after reading a lot of your close calls and scares, makes me realize that the ones I wrote were nothing.

But I have also remembered other frightening moments - maybe my mind surpressed them.

As a child - getting sexually assaulted at age 5 by an old man down the street

As a teen - getting sexually assaulted by a close family member when I was 13. And then at age 17, when he tried again - kicking him so hard in the balls, he fell and screamed and I was so scared I had killed him. But I stood there and glared and said, "And don't you EVER touch me again" and I walked out.
He never did.

As an adult - the day my baby "died" -- she was brought back and we spent the next month at Childrens Hospital but she lived. And even though we were told she'd never walk or talk - she's proven everyone wrong and has done great.

And the day my little brother died. We were on a trip to San Francisco and he climbed up a big rock to take a picture of the Golden Gate Bridge. Suddenly a large wave knocked him off and he slid to his death, banged up on the rocks. His death anniversary is in a couple of weeks - and last year I finally went back and stood there, looking at the rocks, writing his name on the beach and crying as I watched the waves wash his name - but not his memory - away.

edited to add: but these weren't scary things I did - they were scary things others did to me or things that happened to others that scared me.

Liam Jackson
03-01-2006, 10:20 AM
"scariest" is pretty darned subjective. Took a lot of guts for you to pack your bags and head to the US with a couple of hundred $ in your pocket. Blacbird also has a better then middlin' understanding of "scariest," it seems.

As for:
<<<parachuting, scuba diving where sharks swam, rock climbing, shooting a gun without knowing what I was doing, skiing down intermediate slope without knowing what I was doing, flying a private plane, surviving a coma... >>>

You just described the day job for some folk. Scary, but not certainly not "scareist." The scariest part is looking loved ones in the eyes and explaining why you were doing all that stuff and missing anniversaries, birthdays or Christmas mornings in the process....and wondering if they will still be there when you return from the next series of adventures

In fairness, I have it on good authority that for some people, the scariest thing is waiting for a SO to return from the afforementioned series of adventures.

Carole
03-01-2006, 10:27 AM
Waking to hear my younger son hallucinating, talking to the "Mario Brothers" charachters floating above his head and seeing him reaching out to try to grab them...Then touching his head and realizing he had a fever - then taking his temp and seeing it keep rising above 104 degrees. I never knew just how high his temp was...when it passed 104 I took out the thermometer and stripped off his pajamas. My older son and I started a back and forth thing between the bathroom and where my younger son was laying, getting cold wet cloths to wipe him down with till the motrin kicked in. I'd never seen a child hallucinate before. That was spooky.


Taking my older son to the ER just after he crashed on his skateboard and split his eyebrow open in a gaping wound that revealed the bone beneath and having to help him walk because he couldn't balance. (side note: don't listen to stupid people working triage who tell you, after your kid has a serious head injury, "oh, that's an old wives tale...let him go to sleep if he wants to.") He ended up with over 30 stitches on the inside before they could even start stitching up the outside. Hubby had been out with the boys and couldn't do anything but watch as he crashed on that skateboard. He just couldn't get to him fast enough. They came inside and hubby yelled, "Sweetie...bring the first aid kit! No! Second thought we gotta get to the hospital." I thought he was yanking my chain till I walked into the kitchen to see my son sitting there at the table with hubby's shirt against his head, dripping blood.

Also, seeing my boys playing, then seeing my older son trip, knocking my younger son into the coffee table head first. The knot that came up on his head was unbelievable. It was bigger than a golf ball! Ex-jerk was out to sea when that happened. He tells me he cried when he saw the photos of his little head.

Also, sitting in church one Wednesday night and having one of the childcare workers come to get the ex-jerk...I knew something was up. When he came back to get me, my older son was laying on a bench in the vestibule with a blood soaked towel on his head. This time, HE was running and another kid tripped and knocked him into a table, splitting his head open. That was the first head injury for him that required stitches.

GAWD, I sound like Mother of the Year, don't I?

September skies
03-01-2006, 10:37 AM
GAWD, I sound like Mother of the Year, don't I?

http://www.absolutewrite.com/forums/images/smilies/smile.gif Sounds to me like you have boys.

though, my girls have scared me too. Fortunatley, not often.

I know what you mean -- children hallucinating can be a frightening thing.
Once my little one was hallucinating - seeing ants everywhere. I turned the light on to prove that there were no ants, but she just screamed more and grabbed me tighter (she was 3) and her fever was 106. i started cooling measures immediately (warm tepid water - NOT cold water)

Then there was a time two years ago when I almost killed my middle daughter (I thought she had a serious flu and her appendix had ruptured and I didn't take her in until it was almost too late) She ended up in surgery for 12 hours and we almost lost her. She was our miracle daughter so we knew we couldn't lose her. She was in 8th grade (she was in the hospital for two months and still came out, made up all her school work and was valedictorian at her graduation, top of her class) BTW - just got a letter from school, she's still top of her class and is No. 1 in class of 497. http://www.absolutewrite.com/forums/images/smilies/smile.gif

Liam Jackson
03-01-2006, 11:07 AM
Carole, I'm with September on this one. It just sounds like you've got some "spirited" boys. The high fever/hallucinations would have scared me the crap out of me, though.

Maryn
03-01-2006, 06:13 PM
I'm not a risk-taking person, at least physically. I can only think of two really scary things I've ever done, and one was just stupid.

The stupid one was getting between an acquaintance and her husband during a physical fight when he came to pick her up at work and she wasn't ready to go. She was tiny. I was bigger--but he was a lot bigger. Luckily for me, he'd never been challenged by someone who appeared not to be afraid of him. (The adrenaline rush was pretty unpleasant and lasted for hours.)

The other one was telling Mr. Maryn I loved him, that first time. The rush has lasted a long, long time, but it's quite pleasant.

Maryn, devout coward

Pat~
03-01-2006, 06:27 PM
One of the scariest things for me is performing before large groups of people. I've spoken to groups as large as a couple thousand, and that doesn't bother me so much--but to skate for an audience is a different thing. The physical risk isn't the issue; I just really don't enjoy performing, and have rarely done so.

The other scariest thing I ever did was go to counseling when I needed it several years ago. Very strange seeing myself enter that door.

Jcomp
03-01-2006, 06:43 PM
Church retreat, canoeing. Me not being a canoe-er, I accidentally steer me & my buddy's canoe into a tree. On impact, dozens of tiny spiders fall from tree into the canoe. Being that I'm not down with insects or arachnids, I panic and flee the canoe, thinking I'll just swim out of the river. Water's ice cold. Feels like I can't breathe, and I'm no champion swimmer. As I freak out and sink below the water, I'm rescued by another canoe piloted by the hot chick I had a crush on and was trying to impress the whole retreat.

Scary and embarassing. Got a two-fer...

pconsidine
03-01-2006, 08:21 PM
Hmmm...lessee...

As a kid, I had an asthma attack so bad I turned blue as a smurf. I'd have to call the trip to the emergency room pretty scary.

Also as a kid, I was chosen to play the featured violin solo at the year end concert in front of the whole school and assembled parents. Not bad, except for the near-fatal stage fright I have. (I have since performed for far more people than that, so I guess I learned how to cope.)

As a teen, I jumped off a 35-foot roof and landed on my feet. That one's really only scary in retrospect because, at the time, my older brother was chasing me with the intent to remove my head from my body for some reason.

Getting married wasn't too scary, but staying that way has turned out to be. ;)

Scariest thing? Walking right up to the window of the observation deck of the World Trade Center and looking straight down. I have a fear of heights that matches my stage fright, so it was quite a feat for me. Makes my heart pound just remembering it.

eldragon
03-01-2006, 11:54 PM
And the day my little brother died. We were on a trip to San Francisco and he climbed up a big rock to take a picture of the Golden Gate Bridge. Suddenly a large wave knocked him off and he slid to his death, banged up on the rocks. His death anniversary is in a couple of weeks - and last year I finally went back and stood there, looking at the rocks, writing his name on the beach and crying as I watched the waves wash his name - but not his memory - away.


September Skies, that's terrible.


How many years ago was that and how old was he?

ChunkyC
03-02-2006, 01:24 AM
http://www.absolutewrite.com/forums/images/smilies/EmoteHug2.gif to all who've lost a loved one.

Scariest thing for me was putting down the bottle for the last time, nineteen years ago as of this coming May 7th.

Then realizing I'd had unprotected sex with nearly four dozen women over the years and the worst I'd ever ended up with was a case of the crabs. Do I feel lucky? Oh yeah.

And dancing with this girl here (that's me on the left)....

eldragon
03-02-2006, 01:54 AM
Then realizing I'd had unprotected sex with nearly four dozen women over the years and the worst I'd ever ended up with was a case of the crabs. Do I feel lucky? Oh yeah

Only 4 dozen? I thought you said you were in a band!

You must have stayed at each gig a whole week, or the count would be much larger than 48!

PS......snake season is starting early this year. In the past hour, I took a walk around both of our ponds. 3 snakes slithered into the water within 10 minutes. I saw the second one, skinny and black.


Man. At least I know they are afraid of me. They RAN into the water. (If a snake could run.)

Sarita
03-02-2006, 02:08 AM
I crossed an Indiana-Jones-Style suspension bridge while living in the mountains of Peru. When standing at the edge of the gorge (ok, laying over the edge because I was too chicken to stand), I couldn't see the water below, that's how high up we were. Boards were falling down as people crossed before me. There weren't hand ropes on the sides to hold on to.

I still cannot believe:

1. I did it.
2. I didn't pee my pants.

I've done my fair share of what normal people would call scary things, but they never seemed to bother me. Holding snakes bigger than me in the Amazon, flying a plane, telling my parents I was moving to Peru instead of going to college... Spiders scare the beejesus out of me and so does the dentist. I'll probably carry those fears to the grave (but I still go get my teeth cleaned and checked religiously). :)

tiny
03-02-2006, 02:08 AM
I stepped into the ring with someone twice my size that I knew hated me just because my pride wouldn't let me back down. Wait, you said scariest thing not stupidest thing. Oh. I don't do scary stuff.

ChunkyC
03-02-2006, 03:03 AM
I crossed an Indiana-Jones-Style suspension bridge while living in the mountains of Peru. When standing at the edge of the gorge (ok, laying over the edge because I was too chicken to stand), I couldn't see the water below, that's how high up we were. Boards were falling down as people crossed before me. There weren't hand ropes on the sides to hold on to.
I'd rather have sex with that snake.

robeiae
03-02-2006, 03:40 AM
Holy crap! Chunky C is really Jake "the Snake" Roberts! I've always wondered where he was hiding...

Rob :)

aadams73
03-02-2006, 04:49 AM
I moved halfway around the world to take a chance on love. There's not much scarier(or more exhilerating) than that.

September skies
03-05-2006, 07:08 AM
September Skies, that's terrible. How many years ago was that and how old was he?

Sorry about that eldragon - I hadn't returned to this site in awhile. This happened March 2002 - I'm coming up to the three-year anniversary. Age - um...let's see...I guess I would have been 43, so he was 41 1/2.

Albert was always a free spirit type of person. He was an artist with hair down to his waist. I loved him so much. We were very close. He lived at Half Moon Bay and was always inviting us up.

The day he died, we had gone to San Francisco. He likes to take pictures and then later paint the scene off the picture. So he climbed up this rock (about 10 feet tall) on Baker Beach. Suddenly, out of nowhere, this huge wave came and just swallowed him up and knocked him off. At first we thought he'd come popping back up but we real soon realized he was in trouble. We couldn't get down fast enough to where he was.
The next few days I was in shock and even months later, I would try to call him and suddenly realize he was not around. I loved him so much. I think the worse part was listening to my daughters cry and scream. We finally had to sedate one of them.

He left some beautiful paintings for us though. I have six windows at home that he painted. They remind me of him always. My room has one window with vines and little yellow flowers and birds flying around. One daughter has a large Hello Kitty, the other daughter has Winnie the Pooh and Marisa picked Brian from Back Street Boys as her picture for her window. (these were done years ago) I also have two other windows, one with Bambi and one with a snowman and snow scene - I couldn't remove the paint once he died and now they are there year round.

I know I said Little Brother, but to me he always will be - not matter what our age.

Maryn
03-05-2006, 06:20 PM
When and if you ever move, September, a glazier (the guy who repairs a broken window) can remove the painted glass and replace it, so you can keep every window.

StoryG27
03-05-2006, 06:41 PM
On the previous subjects of snakes and stupid things done, this guy and I once caught a rattle snake just for fun. We kept it in a bucket with a lid and it was not happy, not at all. The lid of course had holes in it and every time you try to peek in to see the snake, it would strike at the lid. Of course it rattled constantly.

The scariest part of this particularly stupid event was figuring out how to let the aggravated snake go. It's a miracle neither one of us were bit because we both deserved to be bitten.