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Joined: 12/13/2006
Msg: 2
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Lol! I used to pick up hitchhikers (because my brother hitchhiked a lot)(like maybe I was paying back the Universe in his name?). At any rate, nothing bad ever happened, though I ended up having one of my hikers on my hands for a couple of weeks, and she was VERY odd. Somewhere along the line, it just dawned on me it wasn't too good a plan, and I quit.

Joined: 2/7/2009
Msg: 3
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Posted: 2/20/2009 10:43:45 PM
Driving across country by myself in my early 20's - driving until I was nearly asleep at the wheel, then sleeping at rest stops amid the semi's parked for the night. The world was a different place then and of course, I felt invincible
Joined: 8/10/2004
Msg: 5
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Posted: 2/20/2009 11:24:21 PM
I think I would have kept "things" longer.

I bought a new car about every 6 or 8 months. I bought new motorcycles and boats about every twelve months.

I made too damn much money for my own good. Yes ....... my first wife (married 16 years) got most of it lol.

Poor 2nd wife (17 years) did not "do" so well ........... sorry.

I made a total u-turn. I bought my current (one of them) motorcycle new in 1994 and like it more every day.

I also like many of the things I have had for years and years and years.

The longer I have had something ..... the more I like it. Total flip-flop from my early years.

Along the road somewhere ..... the grass is greener (new junk all the time) just went away.

Good thing too ...... don't have the money for that kind of silliness these days.
 just sayin...
Joined: 2/9/2009
Msg: 7
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Posted: 2/21/2009 3:39:53 AM
isn't making mistakes and being foolish a part of life and growing up? i still do things that make me go "what was i thinking!?!?!?!" i used to hitchhike in the 70s, it was a different "world" back then and i was lucky not to have any bad consequences.
 Me Leona
Joined: 7/31/2008
Msg: 9
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Posted: 2/21/2009 6:22:58 AM
There are just TOO many things to mention that I've done, but it's not what was I thinking, it's that I just WASN'T thinking, all the way from junior high school (stuffing my bed, sneaking out the window, running around with friends vandalizing), to taking out the parents' car when they were out on Saturday night before I had a license, hitchhiking from Cleveland to Toronto twice with a girlfriend and partying all night with strangers, to many other things, up to and including last year and the man I got involved with!

Now, I realize, I wasn't thinking at all. Time to think...
Joined: 10/26/2008
Msg: 10
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Posted: 2/21/2009 7:19:54 AM
I still have those "what was I thinking moments"

I just chalk them up to learning experiences..and laugh at my silly self!
Joined: 1/30/2009
Msg: 11
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Posted: 2/21/2009 7:41:32 AM
A couple of years back, I was on a two-week holiday/business tour of Portugal and the Azores Islands (mid-Atlantic) with a group of friends. On my second day on the Azores, I headed out in the early morning to see if my Canadian Driver’s License would be of any use to me for future trips. Next thing I knew, I was driving a standard-shift rental Daewoo sedan, heading out of the only larger city on the island. I’d studied the island before I left Canada on Google Earth and knew there were two inactive volcanoes on the island, one on each end, with lakes and a small village in one of them. So off I went. I had no map. In the week that I’d been overseas I was not yet able to string two words together in Portuguese, and I was driving away from the only town who had English-speaking people, with no Portuguese/English dictionary. I was driving a standard shift, something I’d not done in 20 years, along mountainous, narrow roads on a volcanic island driving farther and farther away from anything remotely familiar.

I reached the inactive volcano on the end of the island in a couple of hours – the island wasn’t that big. Even with my severe fear of heights (I won’t climb a ladder, two stories on the side of a house), I drove up one side of the crater, over the top, and down into a gorgeous town beside two crater lakes. Click, click, click went my new digital camera. This place was stunning. Click, click. I noticed the clouds coming in low over the crater wall above me – the weather could change in 15 minutes in the mid-Atlantic. Click, click, as the clouds rolled in. Then it dawned on me ... I had to get out of this crater. So I got in the car and made my way up the side of the crater wall. The road zig-zagged up the hill, one way, a ridiculously tight 180 turn (with no guardrail or retaining wall to the crater floor below), then the other way to another 180 turn. This went on and on until I drove into the clouds, about two-thirds of the way up. And it was at this point that I realized: “What was I thinking?” I was in a standard-shift car for the first time in 20 years, on mountain roads with about a 30 or 40 degree incline, fog/clouds so thick that I, literally, couldn’t see past the front hood of the car, sheer drop-offs of about 1000 feet, a few feet off the paved road, with no rail or warning where it was. And I was on a road that I was completely unfamiliar with.

I made it, because I can write about it now. But geez !! ... What was I thinking ?? ... I did get some fabulous pictures, though.

Joined: 4/9/2008
Msg: 12
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Posted: 2/21/2009 7:49:09 AM
I would have never quit school! and gone to college....becouse now i am 47 and in college working towards a doctrate of physical therapy...and if I am lucky I won't be to old to be able to work when I
Joined: 1/13/2008
Msg: 14
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Posted: 2/21/2009 9:21:45 AM

Yesterday I put the shampoo in the refridgerator.
What was I thinking!
Joined: 7/30/2008
Msg: 15
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Posted: 2/21/2009 9:40:31 AM

WOW .. I did a Lot of things in my yesteryear that I wouldn't consider repeating!!
Though ..I rarely ask myself "what was I thinking?" .. as I am pretty sure I wasn't thinking at all!! hehe

btw .. Thanks for the ride woobytoodsday!!
Joined: 10/10/2007
Msg: 16
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Posted: 2/21/2009 9:43:15 AM
I pick up hitch-hikers even now--around here, it's not a big deal, mountain people hitch-hike to work.

When I was a teen, we did some crazy stuff that got us into trouble, very dangerous driving in sort of dangerous conditions. With boys! I used to pretend to fall out of the car when my friend would go around the corner. She was a very nervous driver with a beater car. And I'm sure that helped, having me hanging with my head about 6 inches from the ground, screaming "Help me!"

I learned it from my older sibs, though--we used to put the top down on the Hilman, and sit up on the back. They used to drive the car in tight circles until the centrifugal force made us littler kids fall out. Ah, good times!
Joined: 1/10/2009
Msg: 18
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Posted: 2/21/2009 9:58:42 AM
I do not live in regret~ life is meant to be experienced and though I have made some unwise decisions...if I learned from them (which I have) then I am good~ 45 I seem to be making different unwise decisions but again...I think I am learning...god I hope so LOL

BUT one thing I did do that if I could go back and change is .... I was headed toward law enforcement and did not go all the way because of many reasons~ brought me to where I am today~ soooooo who knows....
Joined: 1/19/2009
Msg: 21
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Posted: 2/21/2009 11:07:13 AM
I was in Turkey in the mid 80's. My husband was gone for 3 weeks on a military exercise 4 hours away. I decided to hire a taxi driver to take me all through the smaller bazaars and shop all day long for antique copper ornamental kitchen items. My Turkish was limited (I had only 1 yr of conversational Turkish) but I had soooo much fun that day meeting new people, bargaining, browsing, and having lunch. The taxi driver thought I was really something...An American woman in Turkey! Geez!
Joined: 2/7/2009
Msg: 22
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Posted: 2/21/2009 11:13:52 AM
The longer I have had something ..... the more I like it

Does that mean the third wife has something to look forward to...18 years?
 *mae* flowers
Joined: 1/15/2006
Msg: 23
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Posted: 2/21/2009 11:20:20 AM
...I was in my mid twenties at the time, my husband was out of town and I let two complete strangers into my home to use the telephone.
It was one of those dark, wet evenings, the kind that just creeps you out in a horror movie...and the rain had been coming down in buckets all day. I had just put my daughter to bed when I heard the doorbell ring. Standing on my doorstep were two very wet young guys (my age) who very politely asked if they could use my phone to call a cab.
They were a very sorry looking sight, shivering and cold...their clothes were soaked.
So I invited them in..... Too late, I realized the situation I had just put myself and my young daughter in.

As they stood dripping just inside the door I tried to focus my concentration on a plan of action, thinking about the knives in the kitchen drawer, my daughter sleeping down the hall, the proximity of the telephone should I need to call 911.
Out of the blue one of them says, "do you have a couple of garbage bags, we'll just wait outside?" I actually let out a sigh of relief as I handed them two garbage bags....what the he11 was I thinking?

Joined: 8/10/2004
Msg: 25
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Posted: 2/21/2009 11:38:13 AM
^^^ (msg 22) yes ...........

If you ...... umm acquire (only) things you REALLY REALLY like (and just pass on by things that are just “ok”) we find that we still like that very thing years and years later.

This desk is a good example. I bought it in 1981 - the desk and the credenza behind me was $3,200 back in 1981 - I liked it from day one and still do.

I have three motorcycles (have had motorcycles my entire life) but - I ordered this one - had to wait for it 8 months - got it home and got out the hack saw. I made that motorcycle into the motorcycle that I had ALWAYS wanted and ..... 15 years later - it is STILL the motorcycle that I have always wanted.

It is the same thinking that has kept me with Apple computers all these years. They cost three times what other computers cost but ...... to me they are better.

Same reason I don’t date. I know what I want and NOTHING/NO ONE else will do.

I say ..... either get what you really really want or .... don’t get anything and that (to me) goes for relationships.

Even back when I had more money than brains ....... I never did lust after things (or females) that I could not “have”. That to me is also good.
Joined: 7/30/2008
Msg: 26
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Posted: 2/21/2009 11:45:32 AM

The hitch-hiking anecdotes remind me of a T-shirt I used to own .. it said:

Don't talk to strangers...just get in the car and eat the fvckin candy!

((Mae - I'll get those garbage bags back to you as soon as we can relocate the bodies))

 *mae* flowers
Joined: 1/15/2006
Msg: 27
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Posted: 2/21/2009 11:55:36 AM

I think your "thinking" was in sync at that time.
now of course, you'd never let that happen. just the changing times we live in. that's all.

Absolutely not...I can't even remember the last time I went for a walk on my own in the evening...I just don't do it anymore.

btw, i hope they were "hefty" trash bags. they're the best! :)

(lol) Probably not, those were expensive and we were still young, trying to establish ourselves haha

Joined: 12/10/2007
Msg: 28
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Posted: 2/21/2009 12:41:24 PM
I was working as a dice dealer at State Line in Vegas. A guy on my crew, his truck was in the garage, so I was giving him a ride out to the State Line. Swing shift. Anyway, he says: "I can give you five bucks for gas, or you can have a line (meth)" Me: "I'll take the line."

So I got strung out for about nine months.

Yeah, I'd done it before. There were three casinos on that property. I worked em all. The place was rife with go-fast. Including upper management. I know.
Joined: 10/13/2008
Msg: 29
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Posted: 2/21/2009 1:06:12 PM
You were thinking just like a normal teenager back then! There was trust in people that has been arroaded by the media and lawyers. Life was pretty simple, ideals were rampant and we all thought we would live forever. Not much different than the kids now. Life without rish is hardly worth living and we were willing to take the risk. Times have changed and our thoughts and fears have too! The incident you went through would naturally change your view. You are just normal that's all.
Joined: 2/10/2009
Msg: 30
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Posted: 2/21/2009 3:17:52 PM
No you don't ismene 1,i'm not fessing up to anything until the statute of limitations expires!
What I can reveal about "What was I thinking" is IF I was thinking,it was more along the lines of "Go for broke","No guts no glory","Nothing ventured nothing gained",cliche'd etc's..etc's..
Having some brains to go with the Bravado would have produced better results..and I wouldn't have broken so many bones!
Now that i'm older and wiser I wouldn't gamble everything I have on my "Hearts desire"(unless it was a sure bet),neither am I going to put that bigger motor and retractable wings on my Hoveround!!
 sally bentley
Joined: 7/9/2008
Msg: 31
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Posted: 2/21/2009 5:45:37 PM
In my late teens and early 20's drank and drove. Didn't remember getting home sometimes. Stopped drinking in late 20's and still cringe at who I could have killed.
Joined: 10/29/2007
Msg: 32
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Posted: 2/21/2009 5:53:31 PM
what are you thinking,

back when I was young ... was yesterday

I always pick up hitch hikers, being 6' tall and 240 pounds means I can take a few risks, but one day, back in the early 70's coming out of Rome (thats in Italy for those who are not educated) I was a tourist coach driver, taking an empty coach back to the UK (thats also in Europe -kinda) and picked up a young american girl, around 19 or 20, now I was in a hurry and motoring along around 90 mph, and in conversation I asked her that being so small, did she worry about being picked up by weirdo's, she opened her purse and pulled out a military 45 automatic, that think was a cannon, I figured out she didn't have any trouble (well none from me)
Joined: 1/30/2009
Msg: 33
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Posted: 2/21/2009 6:01:23 PM

In my late teens and early 20's drank and drove. Didn't remember getting home sometimes. Stopped drinking in late 20's and still cringe at who I could have killed. {msg. 31}

Oh yes, Ms. Sally ... I hear ya on that one. Foolishness. I didn't quit drinking really till just a little while ago, but I stopped drinking and driving in June of 1980 when I lost a good friend to a drunk driver. That could have just as easily been me doing that to someone else. Learned good, yes I did.

 I wanna live I wanna give
Joined: 2/2/2009
Msg: 34
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Posted: 2/21/2009 6:21:32 PM
My girlfriend back when I was twenty had a Fiat convertible, not very practical in Toronto in the winter -- no heat, the windshield wiper couldn't handle the snow. We went dancing every Friday, and this one night she was worried how I was going to drive her home. I said, "not a problem girl, just leave it to me" or something to the effect, as I spoke very little English at the time. I got out of the parking position on St. Mary street and had to turn left onto Bay Street (a busy street, at the time 4 lanes of traffic.) I was standing there, being Friday night, lotsa traffic... I said to myself, not aloud, what the hell, I cannot see anything I'm so drunk; I cannot see how far or how near those moving headlights are; I cannot sit here for the rest of my life. I made the left turn. I don't know why, but no other cars bumped into us. Maybe there was honking, and Karen could have fainted of fright (she was a well-brought up girl, she wouldn't give me a hard time even if I totalled her car), but it's hard to register details when you are as drunk as I was then.

Another time I was driving home from a party where I got drunk. My uncle's car. I passed a whole bunch of turning red lights. To this day I don't know if it was a road-check for drunk drivers (this was in the holiday season) or worse, a guy who should have been stopped for drunk driving. I drove past very carefully. For some miraculous reason I never got stopped, and put the car in the garage without scraping the paint on it.

A third time friends drove me to a house party 100 miles away, and in ten minutes I got so drunk that I lost consciousness. I was 26 at the time. I had been a little in love with the hostess, that was the first reason why I overdid the drinking; she never spoke to me again.

That was the last time I took alcohol. Nearly thirty years, now. I took a quarter of a glass of champagne in a half a dozen of New Years Eves in the interim, no alcohol otherwise. Oh, except for some cherries in Napoleon cognac that are enclosed in a chocolate shell -- to die for. Negligible alcohol content, huge addictive content.

To wit, I never liked alcohol -- I always thought it tasted putrid, but I liked the effect. I got drunk altogether no more than 10 times. The first time at my father's wedding, I was like 15 years old. Other than drinking to get drunk, I never drank. A few times we kids in the neighbourhood went to a restaurant in grade seven or eight and ordered beer, but I never could finish mine. This was in Budapest.

I almost committed suicide by accident, overturning a tractor and getting myself pinned. I fell on the ground, I rolled. Then the tractor fell on me. If I hadn't rolled, the motor would have made pancake out of me. If I rolled another foot farther, the fender would have cut me in half. When I heard the THUMP of the tractor beside-over me in the snow, I waited a few seconds, then took inventory what hurt. Nothing hurt. I concluded I must have died. Then I opened my eyes, and there I was, still in the snowbank behind 494 Avenue Road in Toronto. I pushed-crawled-climbed out of under the tractor. Not a scratch. I was 24 and not at all drunk when this happened. I had been playing with the tractor, that the super had used to use to take the garbage bins out from the basement to the curbside. I had climbed a snowhill, and the tractor had done a back-flip. The motor had gone over the rear wheels, over my head, and I had fallen to the ground, then the motor on top of me.
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