Wednesday, November 15, 2006

"996, 997, 998, 999.…"

Kids are weird (or, at least, this kid was weird). I once did a thousand jumping jacks for no better reason than I was bored.*

What'd you do?

* When I was done, I was no longer bored, but I was drunk with fatigue and could barely walk.


  1. Anonymous9:51 AM

    Once I walked all the way downtown.

    It's probably less than two miles, but through a kind of rural suburbia that didn't have sidewalks, just curvy roads and ditches (which are handy when a too-big, too-fast truck is coming).

    I felt like I'd walked to the moon, and I guess that changed my mind a little bit about "impossible" tasks.

  2. 1000 jumping jacks? I'm impressed.

    I liked to kick rocks down the street. Not any old rocks, just the particular rock I started with. I considered this particular task a success if I could make it from school to home with the same rock, which occasionally entailed me dashing out into the middle of the road to retrieve said rock.

    One time the local bully saw me doing this and kicked my rock in the ditch. I had to wait until he was gone to go down and start kicking it back out. It took some mighty footswings, but eventually I got it. My toes were sore for days.

    Also, I would count the number of kicks it took.

  3. Anonymous1:02 AM

    sometimes i walk 3 hours home for the same reason. and i'm 32.

  4. Anonymous1:27 PM

    I just do silly things like try not to step on the seams when I am walking along a sidewalk and I still do it at my advanced age!!!