Cocaine. It was VERY fun. I fucking loved it.
I haven’t touched it since. I just knew the hole it would lead me down.
i went to subway recently… the sandwich place. holy hell what a pile of expensive dogshit.
When you could get $5 foot longs it was worth it. But sammiches are like $15 now.
And then I read once there is so much sugar in the bread that in Europe it would be considered cake.
Maybe next time try the expensive tuna instead of dogshit.
Gave birth.
Yup. One-and-done.
Trust a christian.
Had a wedding.
Anal(probably)
No me gusto poopoo en mi peepee
Oral sex is a high-end sports car; it can be incredibly impressive based on the driver. Vaginal is a luxury sedan. A handjob is public transit; it gets you there eventually, but eh.
Anal is the jeep of sex. Yeah you might get dirty, it’s a little rough, but some people just love off-roading in their jeep. And if that’s what they’re into, then they’re probably really into it.
Woah man you’re, like, blowing my mind here
I went to a Young Life gathering to try and meet people at uni freshman year. The first one was a slightly awkward BBQ at someone’s off campus house. The second was on campus event that dropped off into that Uncanny Valley of mormon-like sing-alongs and activities.
My buddy and I surveyed the room, felt the hair on the back of our necks prickle, and we got out of there.
If you’ve seen Heretic or The Endless, it gave off those religious vibes. Too happy/smiley. Too weirdly perfect. Everyone talking about volunteering at kids camps over the summer and how fulfilling it was.
Like, I’m glad that people found something they liked. But it wasn’t people talking about real stuff, like their awesome mountain biking adventure over the summer, or volunteering overseas to rescue animals, or even getting over alcoholism. It was all hyper religious forced positivity, and this is coming from someone who grew up religious.
Bungee jumping.
I didn’t even want to do it to begin with, I just got in the wrong line for the big waterslide at Manteca Waterslides and said “fuck it, why not?”
Hated it. And this was in a special location, with a giant air bag under you. I can’t imagine base jumping from a bridge or on the side of a mountain of something. 😨
My ex-partner and I started skydiving together. They loved it, I was indifferent. Since I was indifferent, I dropped out, 'cuz that shit’s expensive. My partner kept doing it.
One of the people we did ground school with–that’s the classes you have to take before you do your first solo jump–died base jumping about 3 years later. In 3 years, he’d accumulated well over 1000 jumps. Nice guy. Always chasing a thrill though.
I got a jump for my 18th birthday and was really looking forward to it. It was a jump from a crane over a lake and you would dip your head in the water at the lowest point. The jump itself was ok but nothing I’d want to repeat in itself but once I reached the lowest point and the rebound hit me, my head felt like it was about to explode. I felt horrible for the next few hours plus my hair was wet from the dip. Thanks, just no thanks.
Tried snowboarding, never again.
Turns out, your legs need to be really strong, or you’ll have your hands on the ground too often. If that happens like every minute, your shoulders are not going to be pleased with that. I have a feeling that this short experiment may have caused some minor damage my physiotherapist was unable to detect.
I never understood that. When snowboarding, you can just rotate to brake, and then you can just sit to take a break if you want. Heck, you can even do the leaf down a whole slope, easily and safely, and it’s still kind of fun.
Meanwhile, skiing requires superhuman leg strength, even if you just want to go slowly, and will twist your legs in gruesome ways when you fall.
If skiing takes a lot of physical work, that’s a sign that your stance is off. You can ski almost anywhere just by shifting your body weight from one foot to the other. Back when I was a ski instructor, my old boss (a ski instructor of multiple decades) used to say that skiing is a “skeletal” sport, not a “muscular”. If you’re working hard it’s likely because there’s something wrong with your stance and you’re subconsciously using your muscles to compensate. The most common specific example of this I saw in my lessons (and had a habit of myself which I’ve been working on for years) was skier’s quads burning out, because they were leaning back (consciously or not), because they lacked confidence (consciously or not).
I’ve come to learn that this advice applies to any physical activity. You can tell a master by their economy of movement, whether it’s snow sports, playing an instrument, martial arts, or tossing haybails. Use weight and momentum, don’t fight it.
My main issue is that the beginner’s stance they teach you is trying to maintain a pie shape to reduce your speed as you go down. The problem is that the skis want to either be parallel, either go fully horizontal. It takes a ton of effort to resist the skis’ tendency to align themselves that way, and the consequences for failure are dramatic.
There’s assuredly a way to make it easier, but with the trauma I have, I’m not sure I’ll want to give it another try.
Ah yeah, the pizza. Those should only be relied on to stop you on bunny hills and in lift lines. Your intuition is right that there’s a limit to how effective those can be.
Ironically though, the “way to make it easier” is the same technique that snowboarders have little choice but to learn from the start: turn until you’re going across the hill instead of down, because like snowboards, skis only tend to slide down when they point down. Then you make "S"s down the hill to maintain the speed you want, shallow “S” for speed, wide, traversing “S” to stay slow. You can commit to hold a turn until you’re completely sideways and come to complete stop, whether you’re pizzaing or not. No competent instructor would let let their students off the bunny hill until they can turn well enough to control their speed, so I’m really sorry that you found yourself in a situation where you had no control.
with the trauma I have, I’m not sure I’ll want to give it another try.
I don’t blame you for not wanting to try again, and I don’t mean to push you to because there’s millions of ways to entertain yourself on this big blue rock. For what it’s worth though, I’ve taught dozens of “first time” lessons where it wasn’t actually their first time, they confessed to me before we started that they tried skiing once years prior, had a bad experience, and only after years and years were convinced by someone they trusted to give it another shot. I’m proud to say that every single one of these students had changed their mind by the end of the lesson. So if you find a good, psia certified instructor and go one-on-one or in a small group, I bet that you’d have better luck. I promise, once it clicks for you that turning=control, the mountain just opens up.
Thanks. I appreciate the encouragement. Maybe one day!
Though even snowboarding I haven’t had the opportunity to go in years. It is pretty boring alone, after all.
It is pretty boring alone, after all.
True, I love skiing and boarding but I have to be with people or I just get bored
My instructor told me that if you just relax, you won’t be in control any more, and the board will just slide somewhere. Instead, you need to actively push one of the edges down into the snow. That sort of board rotation requires good balance and strength. If you’re not up for it, you’ll end up loosing your balance, and sort of “falling” gently. No speed required. You can do these gentle falls, and you’ll feel nothing. It’s just that next morning, you’ll suddenly realized how much stress yesterday actually put on your shoulders.
Turns out, you should never go snowboarding unless you’re already able to stand on your heels and/or toes for an extended period of time. That sort of balancing, endurance and strength is absolutely crucial.
Huh. I never had an instructor. But yeah to me standing on my toes or heels for a while isn’t all that hard to me, even though I’m not in good shape. I guess that makes one (1) part of me that’s not critically weak.
You can twist to brake with skis too! (hockey stop) :)
You shouldn’t be exerting too much muscle if you are skiing on relatively unbroken terrain. The only time you really use a lot of leg muscle is in deep, deep, heavy powder, in order to keep your tips up. Or if you are going over huge moguls or bumps at a high rate of speed, using your legs as giant shock absorbers.
If you have tight boots, sharp ski edges, and a slightly forward stance, your leg muscles shouldn’t tire out very quickly.
I agree! Snowboarding is a physically intensive young person sport
Eat squid jerky. One of the worst things I’ve ever put in my mouth.
Never tried that before. Normal squid is pretty chewy and tastes like 50% cardboard and 50% meh, so was it the same or even worse?
Vastly worse. It hyper-concentrates the flavors that I already did not greatly enjoy in regular squid.
There are different kinds here in Japan and I enjoy it fairly often. We have the very hard and dry type in the pantry now. Dip in mayo with smoked paprika and shichimi or similar and it’s divine.
Weird. I love squid jerky. Of course it’s probably prepared very differently here from where you are.
Whippets. I had this awful sensation of being frozen in a horrible moment of eternity while my friends looked on in amusement, not realizing I was experiencing timeless hell.
Lol a whippet is a dog breed in England. I was so confused.
Same. Had to look it up to figure out what people are talking about.
Driving 233 km/h. Fun to see it was possible, way too risky.
A while back I met a guy on a ride-share app that would drive 200 km/h+ whenever possible. Always tried to book him when he was availible.
Same. I just wanted to see if my Honda could keep up with that Supra. So we were going around that speed (my 145mph speedometer was maxed) and weaving in and out of traffic. The risks I took as a younger person!🤦🏽♀️ Just glad I didn’t kill anyone.
I’m an old lady now, don’t drive like one but definitely much safer.
Paid extra in a movie. Worst $80 I’ve ever earned.
Funny how being an unpaid extra is a totally different experience. It was a giant party. I was in the crowd at the Steelers stadium when Bane blew up the field in Dark Knight Rises. We had to crouch down behind seats and look terrified. We couldn’t fucking understand anything of what Bane was saying, but assumed it would be fixed in post. Haha, no it wasn’t.
We had swag bags. They brought out 3 Tumblers to amuse us. Most Steelers players were there, Tom Hardy ofc (who didn’t even look like himself he was so jacked for that role). We got to hear what it sounds like when that 1 of 4 in existence IMAX camera broke. They fed us lots of Popsicles because it was 90-something degrees in July and they were filming a winter scene and wanted us to be wearing cold weather gear. It was a fun day. 10/10 worth the drive up from DC to go do that.
hydro massage. one of the worst physical sensations I’ve ever experienced. imagine being poked by an annoying toddler through a canvas tarp 100 times a second and also the tarp is warm and there are LOUD water sounds and your skin starts itching and just NOOOOOOPE
I’ll stick with the regular massage chairs and actual massage therapy!
Salvia Divinorum
At one point in time I could probably have been convinced to try a lot of things. Fortunately for me (probably) Salvia Divinorum was the first thing I tried after marijuana, and it so thoroughly destroyed any notion I had that I could control my experience that it put me off trying just about everything else I was curious about.
Thank god the entire experience is single digit minutes.