"I was arrested for the attempted assisination of a US President."

OK, you can't drop something like that on us and not share a little more!

Your story would be interesting if you had succeeded in offing the current president. Otherwise...blah.

I’m afraid I can’t share mine on an open forum.

I hitchhiked, alone and at night, with a truck full of illegal Guatemalian men up a mountain in Belize. I only spoke a few words of Spanish and they only a few words of English. It was a lovely experience. Oh and I stood in the middle of the road to make them stop for me. ?

I spent a week in the Israeli Army.

I saved three people from drowning in one summer.

Back in the late 60's, early 70's I was a draft resister. Refused to fight in the Vietnam war. Was very active and was pursued by the Commonwealth Police (Australian Feds). I was facing two and a half years jail. Went to an antiapartheid demonstration. This was at a stadium where the South African team was playing Australia in a game of rugby. Positioned myself on top of an embankment a couple of hundred meters from the main action where a riot was taking place. Thought I was safe. But a big lumbering copper run past me from behind. Didn't see him coming. He tripped over my boot and landed on his face in the gravel a couple of meters below. Quickly 8 to 10 coppers converged on me and tried to beat the crap out of me. The riot was getting worse so they handed me over to two other cops and took off towards the riot. These two frog marched me to two awaiting riot wagons. The wagons were full. So in all the confusion they through me out of the stadium. Lucky escapr. Reckon I would have served five years in prison. Later that night met up with a group of comrades at a pub. Got congratulated numerous times for what I did to that copper. Explained that it was all an accident. Knew that there were police spies in all the anti war groups.
Heady times. Had other escapes but this was the most memorable.

Now this is something that my ex-girlfriend did. I'm so proud of her. She used to be a helluva activist. And I would have had difficulty believing it except that I found multiple independent references to the story. My ex-girlfriend (no names here) was arrested along with her fellow activist and served 6 months in prison for trespassing and attempting to vandalize a Space Shuttle on the pad. She had her reasons.

I was instrumental in causing the business of the US Government to come to a halt for 15 minutes.. That's all I'll say but it is true. I also was responsible for causing $2 Million damage to an ICBM Nuclear missile. I was offered a promotion later.

I drove from Cincinnati to Salt Lake City in one 22 hour stretch.

I was a victim of a violent armed bank hold up but managed to detain the guys a little, in addition to getting all the money back I also got just under $500 extra from the robbers. Police contacted after a few months and we had to give it back. Turns out it was all they had left from a previous bank robbery the week before.

I have met two other hikers who stood in a rainbow high in the mountains during a rainstorm. People don't believe them, either. Men lecture me on refracted light and insist it is impossible. Here's what happened:

At age 23 I was backpacking on Mt. Shuksan near Mt. Baker. We camped above the tree line at around 7,000' elevation. That evening we saw the sunset behind Vancouver Island, British Columbia.

The next day a massive storm blew in. Hail piled up like snowdrifts, washing ptarmigan birds downhill. ("PEEP! Peep... peep... pe...." ) Lightning struck around us. ("Here, you hold my ice axe." ) Pouring rain soaked us to the skin. The sun shone in a nearby valley.

And we stood in a rainbow. We could see the rainbow colors on each other's faces. I stuck out my arms and marveled at the colors on my arms. It only lasted a minute or two. We were not high. My hiking partner was a medical doctor.

Afterwards the sun steamed our backs as we slogged our way to the car.

This was a PEAK EXPERIENCE of my life.

I think you were arrested for poor spelling. "assisination""

I was arrested and served three days in jail for not returning video cassette tapes.

In the course of a move, I misplaced some cassette tapes I had rented. I had forgotten about them entirely until I answered a knock on my door to find a largish policemen standing there. He took me in, and I spent the next three days in the clink. I never did find those damn movies either.

I got a letter from President Ford recognizing me for a cost reduction thing i did in the military...lol. we all know it wasnt really signed by him. But it was presented to me at commanders call. I shined for a little while.

When I was an undergrad, I walked in to a "Sports in Ancient Greece and Rome" class, and the professor handed out an hourly exam. I was unaware there would be an exam, but I still got a perfect score.

The reason: The week before I sprained my ankle, and I couldn't walk miles to class, so I stayed at home, bored on the sofa, and I read my "Sports in Ancient Greece and Rome" textbooks cover to cover.

Can't share the biggest riddles for they may still be top secreted. Did get to know one of Gorbachev double.

I used to work for National Semiconductor in Sunnyvale Ca back in the day on night shift. It was a cool job I would program in software patches and other things in grocery store systems. Now this was back in the late 70’s early 80’s. What made this great was I was the only one working night in a building set apart from the rest of National Semiconductor I would ring a bell get let into a small area place my Id on a reader and look in the camera and then get let into the main building.

Well one night I was working on some software on a machine in a room dead end into my office . The office door was closed and I could see it at all times I looked down for a few minutes and when I looked up there was a guy dressed in farmer clothes shirt bib overalls and muddy boots.

He then got up walked across my door way into a supply closet next to and with out opening the doors disappeared.

I had to leave work for the next night

3 Golf Stories:

I once sliced a golf ball so bad that it went off the fairway, across the fairway of an adjancent hole, bounced off the side of a highway where the concrete was built up about 3" above the bare earth, came back across the adjacent fairway, and landed in the middle of the fairway I was intending to drive the golf ball onto.

I could never beat my brother at golf, then one day I was about 5 feet from the hole, and I needed to two-put to beat him by one stroke. Just as I was about to putt, a fly flew up my nose, and I hit the ball about 20 feet past the hole. I ended up 4-putting, and he beat me by one stroke.

(stories other people told for the rest of their lives"

When we were putting on hole 7 on my hometown golf course, people would often slice their drives on hole 1 and the ball would end up in a spot that was blind to them close to the 7 green. Whenever we saw that, we would take their ball and drop it into the cup on hole number 7. A few minutes later they would show up looking for their ball, and we would point to the cup and tell them the ball went right in the cup. They would always respond "Well God Damn, that's the only time I will ever get a hole in 1!" They are probably still telling their grandchildren about the holes in one that never really happened.

I was partially disabled with debilitating chronic pain for years. Only hard to believe if you know what I look like--and nothing about "invisible" illnesses.

I do have a story in mind, but it would be rather X-rated, and I think only women would be interested anyway.

Having been born in Puerto Rico, lived in 3 European Countries (Spain, Greece, Germany) besides living in U.S.A.. 20 years in the US Navy including doing 3 Med Cruises and 2 North Atlantic, Drug Ops from Colombia to all the Caribbean and Golf of Mexico and living to be 64 I have a ridiculous share of stories. But already mentioned here I should had been murdered over 30 years ago and convinced the thugs murdering me will be their end and a hour later they murdered somebody and tried to pinned it on me. Story short, I am here and they are not around. I had posted the whole story before including my wife was 8 month pregnant at the moment. Advice to all...... "Live your life with the attitude that ain't over until you said so unless you die in the process".

Oh man.....
...... Some things.