When it gets really hot, people often say, “It’s so hot you could fry an egg on the sidewalk.”
This month the temperatures in Alabama have been in the triple digits, so I decided to try cooking an egg on my sidewalk.
The egg didn’t exactly fry, but it did cook. It kind of looks like it was broiled. Anyway, now I know you can cook an egg on the sidewalk.
I decided to replicate Stanley Milgram’s lost letter experiment to see what would happen.
I took ten envelopes, placed a couple sheets of paper inside, put my address on them, and put a stamp on them.
Next, I went around town and “lost” my letters. One was “lost” in the bathroom at Walgreens and another one was “lost” at the Walmart parking lot. I continued until all ten letters were “lost.”
Then I waited to see how many of my letters would come back to me. Would someone find my letter and put in the mailbox or would my letter end up in a trashcan?
I am happy to report, I received 80% of my letters over the next few days.
I devised a plan to travel back in time and make myself one year younger.
Last night, I was walking around downtown Chattanooga, Tennessee. The clock rolled over to midnight (EST) and it was 10 September, which is my birthday. I had just turned 44 years old.
At that point, my friends and I hopped into my Jeep and drove west for about 30 minutes. The clock jumped back one hour, because we changed time zones to CST.
It was 11:30 p.m. and the date was 9 September. It was the day before my birthday and once again I was 43 years old. I had successfully traveled back in time and made myself a year younger. Unfortunately, it only lasted for 30 minutes.
Oh well, that’s how it goes. The time travel trip was a ton of fun and something I will remember for the rest of my life.
I built a boat out of 2-liter soda bottles and waterproof fabric. The pool noodles were used to create a comfortable seat. The bottles are held together with gorilla glue, duct tape, and rope. I used Flex Seal to adhere the fabric to the boat and the duct tape held it all together, while the Flex Seal was drying.
Today, I took my boat out on its maiden voyage. I am sad to say, it did not go well. The boat was way off balance and kept tipping over and throwing me into the water. On a positive note, the boat never sank.
The boat will now spend the rest of its life at the city dump.
According to X-Files (which is obviously a reputable source for paranormal/scientific information), secret experiments were conducted on pregnant women in 1973, at Roswell, New Mexico.
These women were infected with an alien virus, without their knowledge. The purpose of the experiment was to create human/alien hybrids.
My mom was pregnant with me in 1973, and she lived in El Paso, Texas. However, she did go to Roswell to watch football games. She could have been infected with the alien virus at that time.
The obvious conclusion: I am a human/alien hybrid. That explains why I am so awesome.