Probably nearly setting the woods on fire while trying to splash gasoline onto a camp fire from the whole gas can. The can caught fire and I dropped it. It rolled and left a flaming trail, like a great ball of fire. I don't know whether the young woods would have caught fire–we were camping in 22F°, with a minimum security prison across the field. That was 59 years ago. We also were cited for bringing liquor to the the park earlier in the evening—I didn't even start drinking at that point in my life yet.
Same as any other season full day off—errands, rummaging around home, cleaning shopping, etc, whatever needs to get done, including some completely unproductive periods of time.
How many times in your life have you submitted a urine sample for illegal drug screening?
Mens forearms. I can’t explain what makes for an attractive forearm, I just know it when I see it. I don’t even know why it’s hot, maybe he’d look good laying bricks, or chopping wood, or something.
Edit - Unlikely. Things probably wouldn’t have panned out the way they have, had I chosen a different career path.