LOL Jane....this is hilarious.

My claim to fame is knowing more sports facts than anybody should ever know. And I'm not sure why I know them I just do.

I was part of a group that rang the morning "opening bell" on the NASDAQ.

I saw a plane flip over on landing...

It was just a small, 4-seater, and the 2 occupants were only shook up and scratched a bit... but I will remember it as long as I live!!!

I have cooked for the President of the USA. Back in '96, when Clinton/Gore were campaigning for re-election, they came to Paducah (KY), took over the hotel/convention center I worked at. At the time, it was just me & Anne (she was a waitress in the dining room, I was a cook in the kitchen). They wanted to limit the employee traffic in & out of the complex for the week-end, so they gave us a room, and we had to stay on the grounds the whole time.
Funny side-note. The White House staff chef that oversaw the preparations made me remove the DOLE banana stickers off the fruit tray I did (Robert Dole was one of the candidates they were running against). I tried to sneak one in by turning it over, but he knew I was up to something, and caught me.
another funny note: Al Gore requests that his grapefruit be sliced, with the seeds removed. Not wedged like would be expected, but sliced!

BTW, all the Secret Service people and the campaign staff ate in the dining room, and were, for the most part, excellent tippers. Anne made some good money that week-end.

Do farts that sound and feel like a train passing by count?

I have built crash barrier gates for 3 of the lock and dams here on the Mississippi , and 2 for the airport at mpls st paul. due to home land security.

I had a mini van that had a bucket magnet in it! Sounds very odd I know. When driving our son back from Milwaukee, two of those huge white paint buckets flew out of a truck, hit our mini van's windshield bounced, hit the side mirror collapsed it and then they flew into oncoming traffic. A few months later, in Oswego, IL taking my son to a shooting competition...guess what..a huge white paint bucket flies out of a truck going in the opposite direction...swerved an mostly avoided that one (it bounced off the luggage rack). About a year later...on the indiana toll Road...on the way home from yet another shooting competition, another white bucket seemingly fell from the sky, hit the roadway in front of me and before it could bounce I hit it and it wedged under the front of the van!

I was never so happy to get rid of a vehicle in my life. And I've never been hit by another flying bucket since!

That's neat!

hmmm...i witnessed a strange but true event.......a co worker....under "medical" influences flipped a smoke and it landed on the butt....ash in the air....i bet him he couldn't do it agian.....he did it 3x.....LMAO

What kind of train NM? Steam? Coal? Diesel? Electric? HO Gauge? Be specific man!

I was in a hot air balloon accident with two San Diego Charger Linemen. When the balloon basket hit the ground, the linemen fell on me...OUCH! But I was in my early twenties...and HEY, I had Charger Linemen on top of me! good times...good times

The man that made my wedding cake also made the wedding cake that was in "The father of the Bride" and he also made the wedding cakes for several celebrity weddings. His name is Bob Holsinger, you could probably "Google" him and find stories about his cakes. I also see him on a regular basis, he goes to my church.

Also, I see Dr. Dobson every Sunday also, he goes to my church. (If you don't know who he is, he was the founder of Focus on the Family organization in Colorado Springs)

Incase you are interested, It is also Robert Holsinger.

Well...we once had a pet Raven, named Jane, who caused a county wide news stir.

First she was stealing golf balls from the golf course across the street...

Then she was stealing stuff from a construction sight not far from us.

Dad had no idea where the crap was coming from...

She swooped down to make friends with some children...a parent overreacted and called animal control and Jane was ratted out.

Well, That is when a newspaper picked it up. The Golfers started writing in to the Newspaper.

From there it went to the Radio Station...The Construction guys started calling Them...

Everyone in SLO County knew us by then!!!

Dad was fighting to keep Jane, she had been rescued as a chick, and couldn't live in the wild.

She went to a Ranch that a friend owned, back to her windmill.

Tami Jane sounds like a pisser.