Ok, so here is what I want to do. I am waisted so this could be a stupid idea. However, I thought it would be fun for everyone to share the craziest thing the have ever done. It can be sexual of not. It is up to you.

I'll do one of both.


Sexual : Hummm, honestly the craziest thing I ever did was have sex with out a condom....Stupid. The most adventurous thing is have sex during a Puddle of Mudd concert. Right in the middle of the crowd.


Non sexual : I climbed down the face of a Arkansas mountain without any ropes or support. Also, my cell was out of area..So if I got hurt... I was ****ed.

I hear you on the free-climbing thing, I used to climb granite faces in SC & NC where the algae and mud made it a little slippery...especially the waterfalls...

Now I live up the road from a limestone climbing park

You look like you are in a lot better shape than me, though. Either way, yeah that is crazy stuff.

Many years ago, I found my self in Sri Lanka. I was out to buy some semi-precious gems at the local jewelry shops when I met a couple of guys from Australia that were selling weed. Their story was that they were supplying all the locals with it and it was so good, the locals were compressing it and selling it as hash. And they were kinda bummed because they thought doing that hurt the quality of the product and they wanted someone to know what was really going on.
So, I went with them to their room at the local YMCA in Colombo. Where, sure enough they had about 10 kilos in the closet. One of the guys rolled the thinnist joint, a true pinner, and lit it up for me. We talked awhile and I took only a couple of tokes of the the joint while one of the guys took a bud and pressed it in his hand to show me what the locals were doing to sell it as hash. Sure enuf, the guys hand was black with resin and he had a little cube that looked like hash. I bought a quarter from the guys, bid them farewell and left the YMCA.
Now, there I was, a stranger in a strange land, high as a kite and not knowing where I was or where I was going, when I realized I was in a line of people, all of them dressed in white clothing and slightly shorter than myself, walking out of town. And, on the other side of the street was a line of similiar looking people walking into the town. It was a real, no fooling, scene right out of National Geographic. I'm not sure if it was because I was the only one in a loud flowery batik shirt and blue jeans or if it was the weed, but needless to say the euphoria was quickly replaced with paranoia.
Not wanting to appear suspicious, I kept walking while trying to figure out how to get out of this situation until I finally decided the only way out was to get back to town. So I crossed the street and got in the line of people walking into town.
Later that day, still buzzing from the weed. I had located a jewlery store that looked promising and asked to look at unmounted garnets. They brought a box of them to me and gave me a private room to examine them. I'm not sure how long I was there, examining each and everyone of the little gems but eventually, the guy comes into the room looking a little miffed said are you buying any or not? Feeling bad and not wanting the guy to think he wasted his time, I bought the whole lot.
Crazy times, maybe. Worth every moment, definatly.

A crazy thing I've done?

mmmhhh... I think it might be walking 40 kilometres from Toluca -my city- to Malinalco -in Mexico- in one day, through forests and mountains.
Well, talking to dead people sounds crazy too... yeah, I've done that. It's scary when they answer back though.