Watch out for that rabbit hole!

[Weird Harold]

The one I think I feel through without noticing.

Clue #1: The Weather Channel asked, "Where is the safest place to be when a tornado is bearing down on your home?" Well, Duh, at somebody else's house -- preferably in a different state.

Clue #2: There was an ice cream vendor's truck parked outside my apartment for about twenty minutes. It is just over 60F today with 20-35 MPH winds today, not exactly ice-cream weather, but the clincher was that the ever-so-annoying music today was a selection of Christmas Carols! p

So, this is now a place to record those WTF/Alice in Wonderland moments that make you look for the way out of the rabbit hole.

 

[voluptuary_manque]

You mean like the times you're driving through pounding rain and see the sprinklers on in the local park?

 

[McKenna]

I was on my way to work today, in the midst of rush hour traffic. I had just rounded a corner under a busy overpass and had to slam on my breaks for the vehicle I found stopped dead in its tracks ahead of me.

WTF?

You don't stop on a busy road in the middle of rush hour traffic!

And then I noticed the two deer the driver had just let pass in front of his vehicle on this busy road in the middle of rush hour traffic: This is Idaho, after all, and apparently deer like the city on a blustery Thursday morning in the middle of rush hour traffic.

 

[Weird Harold]

You mean like the times you're driving through pounding rain and see the sprinklers on in the local park?

Nah, sprinklers in the rain is just an example of the perils of relying too much on obsolete techmology in the real-world -- you need to get on your parks and recreations department to update the sprinkler timers with humidity sensors and computer controls.

A Rabbithole experience with sprinklers would be the last firework not even settling to the ground before the sprinklers come on to drive all of the spectators out of the park.

 

[glynndah]

We were once traveling over a curvy road in a state park in southern Illinois. We rounded a corner and almost ran over a flock of emus standing in the middle of the gravel road.

 

[voluptuary_manque]

We were once traveling over a curvy road in a state park in southern Illinois. We rounded a corner and almost ran over a flock of emus standing in the middle of the gravel road.

Emus? Emus? Oh, dear Lord . . .

 

[Zeb_Carter]

Turning onto a dirt road in Kentucky, there are lot's and lot's of those. A giant dead tree was standing off to the side of the road in a field filled with cows. A vulture was perched on a limb that crossed the road about 15 feet or so above.

The stupid bird decided at that moment, not twenty yards in front of us, to drop off his perch and take wing. For a second, as I slammed on the brakes, all I could see was wings. The span had to be seven or eight feet. He didn't hit us but skimmed the windshield, leaving feather dust all over it.

 

[Stella_Omega]

If rabbit holes include animal confrontations, i would include; Coyotes on the streets of Downtown Los Angeles at three in the morning;

Coming around the bend on Coldwater Canyon Drive (Beverly Hills) driving a van full of stoned musicians and their equipment-- and watching the tobacco-brown backs of three deer flash through my headlights as they cross in front of me-- didn't hit them.

I still remember the inept and dangerous crowd control in Paris 1978, when they were so worried about a repeat of the 68 riots that they nearly caused several...

 

[Weird Harold]

If rabbit holes include animal confrontations, i would include; Coyotes on the streets of Downtown Los Angeles at three in the morning;...

If they gave you the feeling that you "aren't in Kansas anymore" and/or give you the urge to talk to animals or play croquet with playing cards, then Coyotes in downtown are definitely Rabbithole-ish.

Or if something caused you to hear (or hum) the Twillight Zone theme, then it probably qualifies.

I suppose a feeling that you've entered any of Dante's visions could be rabbithole-ish, too, but I wasn't really thinking of that kind of dark and scary rabbithole.

 

[sincerely_helene]

Now this is curious...

 

[impressive]

Well, there was this time when Bel's laptop "woke up" at a very coincidental moment and played a sports recap of a home run.

 

[Belegon]

driving into downtown Los Angeles on a Sunday, back prior to Staples Center and some of the other "revitalization" projects...

All that was missing was grass on the streets, Will Smith and a lion...

 

[Katyusha]

Nah, sprinklers in the rain is just an example of the perils of relying too much on obsolete techmology in the real-world -- you need to get on your parks and recreations department to update the sprinkler timers with humidity sensors and computer controls.

A Rabbithole experience with sprinklers would be the last firework not even settling to the ground before the sprinklers come on to drive all of the spectators out of the park.

Would having the sprinklers on the football field come on in the middle of a band rehearsal, when they weren't even supposed to be set to come on at that time of day, be a rabbit hole experience?

 

[Katyusha]

We were once traveling over a curvy road in a state park in southern Illinois. We rounded a corner and almost ran over a flock of emus standing in the middle of the gravel road.

Oh god!! The stupid geese in Salt Lake!! We were looking for a place to eat and had gotten lost...we were on a small back road and there was this HUGE flock of geese sitting in the middle of the road. And they sat there. And sat there. And continued to sit there. We finally gave up trying to get them to move and just started slowly driving through them, and they STILL didn't move!! Sadly we ended up killing about five of them trying to get through there, and after we were past them we stopped to look, and they were STILL continuing to sit there!!

 

[voluptuary_manque]

Oh dear. And there you were, caught between being charged with 'wastage' of game meat and taking geese out of season.

 

[cloudy]

One Saturday morning my husband and I were sitting in the den, drinking coffee and watching Bugs Bunny cartoons. Now, please keep in mind that at the time we lived on about 120 acres, and back behind the barn was a hollow that was nothing but woods.

So....someone knocks at the front door. Right away I know it can't be friends, because they always use the back door. I go to the door, and there's this guy standing there with camo pants on and a blaze orange vest, and he's accompanied by a couple of beagles.

He says, and I swear this is the truth, "My name is ____ , and I was wondering if you minded if we went out in the woods behind your barn. We're hunting rabbits."

 

[voluptuary_manque]

Naw, it wasn't . . . could it have been . . . 'Elmer'?

ROFLMAO

 

[Weird Harold]

Would having the sprinklers on the football field come on in the middle of a band rehearsal, when they weren't even supposed to be set to come on at that time of day, be a rabbit hole experience?

I think that would depend on how well the rehearsal was going. If it was the answer to prayers to put the band out of the spectator's misery, then Yeah, that's rabbithiole territory.