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Fantastic coincidences

Discussion in 'Anything goes' started by novelist_wannabe, Oct 11, 2007.

  1. Steak Snabler

    Steak Snabler Well-Known Member

    About a year and a half ago, our paper hired a guy on news side who went to the same high school as I did, attended the same college (which was in a different state) and lived in the same dorm. Turns out, his mother was my 10th grade algebra teacher. Yet we had never met, since he's eight years younger than me.

    Not surprisingly, we've since become really close friends.
     
  2. John

    John Well-Known Member

    At the end of a night of drinking about 10 years ago, my two roommates and I climb into a cab minivan. There were already a couple of people in it. When we tell the driver our address, one of the other guys tells us he used to live in that house.

    He then asks who sleeps in the back left bedroom. I tell him I do. He asks if I know that someone was murdered in that room a couple of years before. No, I didn't know that, I said, but thanks for sharing.
     
  3. HandsomeHarley

    HandsomeHarley Well-Known Member

    Geez, I can't top any of those.

    The best I've got is I was born on Good Friday and my mother was born on Christmas.
    I was named after my grandpas, and the two names are brothers in the Bible.
    My wife and I are five years apart, and my son and daughter are five years apart.
    I was 32 when my son was born and my father was 32 when his first son was born (me).
    My father was born on Sept. 11 and died on Groundhog Day.
     
  4. mpcincal

    mpcincal Well-Known Member

    I have a good one:

    This past August, I took a vacation trip with my Dad and we ended up staying with and visiting relatives in Springfield, Mo. The last time I'd been in the area was 1985, 22 years ago, on another family vacation trip.

    My third day there I pick up the local paper and the big A1 story is that an arrest was made on a 22-year-old murder of a young woman in a city nearby. Mainly, it was well known among the town grapevine that this guy did it, but only now, because of some new DNA, were they able to get the evidence to arrest him.

    In reading the story, I found out the death of the woman happened in June 1985, pretty much the time I was in Springfield the last time.

    So to recap: I'm visiting the Springfield at the same time a young woman is murdered, and I don't get back for 22 years, and then when I'm there they finally get around to making an arrest in the case.

    BTW, I have an airtight alibi.
     
  5. deskslave

    deskslave Active Member

    I wandered into an MSNBC story about small talk people make when they visit the proctologist/girl doctor. Yeah, I know. Anyway, this woman, who's 58, tells a story about making small talk about where she grew up while the doc was doing his thing. Turns out they grew up in the same town, went to the same high school and graduated in the same class. She did not return to that particular doctor.
     
  6. About ten years ago I was at a Mudhoney/Supersuckers show in Seattle. I'm in the green room and this gal and I start talking. Turns out she had lived in Dallas before moving to Seattle. We start talking about the good old days of the Dallas music scene and it turns out that we were into the same bands and had been at the same shows on several different occasions. Turns out she was the roomate of a friend of mine. I call moments like that "It's a small world after all" moments.
     
  7. The second-to-last girl I hooked up with, born 01/30/85.
    The last girl I hooked up with, born 01/30/83.
    My birthday: You fucking guessed it: 01/30/84

    Creeeeeeeeeeepy
     
  8. friend of the friendless

    friend of the friendless Active Member

    Sirs, Madames,

    I went through a stretch in my twenties when three girls I dated (and one I shacked with for a year) had the initials LL. Closest I ever got to Superman.

    This just happened on Tuesday: I'm watching--god help me--the King of Kensington, a 70s era Canadian sitcom. I'm taking a break from working on a blog I'm setting up for my soon-to-be-released book. The blog as I've set it up will be called "Scout's Honour." Not the title of the book but it's weaved in there. So I'm sorta watching the tube out of one eye. Spot this 10-year-old kid who steals some money in the episode. Looks familiar (I thought it might be Canadian actor Ian Tracey, but no matter.) Credits roll ... Michael Meyers. I think, "could it be Mike Myers?" I do a imdb.com search ... yup, his first ever credit, mentions that his name is mis-spelled. Episode titled: Scout's Honour. And I've never watched the King of Kensington before.

    YHS, etc
     
  9. Tom Petty

    Tom Petty Guest

    coincidence? i think not.
     
  10. Huggy

    Huggy Well-Known Member

    Come on, NEVER watched King of Kensington? And you admitted (at least I think you did) to watching Trouble With Tracy?
     
  11. rallen13

    rallen13 Member

    I actually have two of them.

    1) On ML baseball's opening day in 1963, I was at Colt Stadium in Houston. I was watching batting practice when I hear the PA guy announce that Bob Allen should report to the Houston Sports Association offices. I went there and was escorted into GM Paul Richard's office where I was handed an envelope containing the contract for Bob Allen, pitcher for the Cleveland Indians. Needless to say, I told them I was not the Bob Allen they were looking for. But there I was, choosing to be there on the day that his contract was delivered to the wrong club in the wrong league! By the way, he was from Tatum, Texas, and I had recently moved to Big H from Longview, Texas, just 18 miles northwest of Tatum.

    2) While in junior high school in Longview, my first girlfriend (who went to school with me) had a friend who went to another area junior high. A year after I moved to Houston (200+ miles from Longview), the friend also moved to Houston and began going to the same school I was attending. We became close friends. A year later, my old girlfriend also moved to Houston and also began attending our high school. We all graduated the same year, 1964, and have remained close friends and stayed in contact throughout the years. We always hung around together and earned the nickname "The three B's" because all of our first names began with the letter B.
     
  12. Bob Slydell

    Bob Slydell Active Member

    Well, when my wife and I first met, we found out we had several coincidental things.

    First, her mom and went to the same high school I did, and her uncle turned out to be one of my high school football coaches.

    Then, I went and met one of her best friends and her husband, turns out the guy and I went to college together.

    And one of her neighbors was a guy I went to high school with.

    Finally, we're cousins! Kidding on that one, just a nod to 30 Rock. These aren't fantastic coincidences, but we found it pretty neat.
     
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