rediculous story #1

In one of my earlier (much earlier) posts I had mentioned something vaguely along the lines of thinking that most people wouldn't find my LJ noodlings very interesting. A friend responded with sarcasm, "Yeah, because you have such a boring life."

Well I don't have a boring life, but you know, one of the features of interesting times is that while they are actually going on, one rarely has the time to sit down and write about them.

Now for a lot of the stuff, "interesting" roughly maps to "what the fuck was I thinking" or "the statute of limitations hasn't run out on that yet", but some of them were just dopey situations that made for good down-at-the-pub stories once I'd cleaned myself off. And it's that last group that I've decided to post for all the people on my friends list who might be entertained at some of the idiotic shit I get myself into.

So without further ado, ( Rediculous story #1, aka How I Found Out That Daytonas Don't Float )