Top 5 things I did on the dumbest day of my life (sometime in August 1992)
5. Failed to bring my wallet, driver's license, etc., on a baseball trip to Tiger Stadium. Oh by the way, I went to a Sunday afternoon game after working third shift, meaning I drove 3 1/2 hours on about 2 1/2 hours of sleep. All I had was my ATM card, some cash, and my Blockbuster card.
4. Assumed the Ohio Turnpike rest areas had ATMs. (They do now, they didn't in 1992)
3. Didn't have enough money in my pocket to cover tickets, food (for me and then-14-year-old Z-Man, my little brother), gas, and most importantly, tolls.
2. Punched and shattered my windshield in a fit of rage (for real, I need little brother Z-Man to confirm, he was there) when I had no money to pay my Ohio Turnpike bill, my lie that my wallet was stolen in the rest area being about as believable to the turnpike Nazis as if I would have said that Bernie Kosar stole it. They made me sit there until I could file a police report. The fit of rage had a lot to do with all of the above, but mostly because ...
1. I got deported from Canada.
Decided to head to Windsor to check it out after the game, not knowing without any form of ID (I had only been to Canada once at the time) I wasn't getting in. When they asked for it, I was like, "I've got my Blockbuster card, will that do?"
They pull me over, interrogate Z-Man, who they apparently thought I was either using as a teen prostitute slave or a drug mule, realize he's my brother (duh, mother****er sounds like me and looks like me, only uglier!

), release him, and has us sign papers.
I thought I was signing some sort of waiver, until I notice it's deportation papers. They send me back into uncoming American traffic from the downtown Detroit tunnel, which was ****ed, so I took a detour onto a Windsor side street to get in the Canadian line. This violated my deportation, so some Dudley Do-Right mountie threatened to arrest me. I just got pissed, hit the accelerator, and headed back to Detroit. America! **** yeah!
Sadly, unlike most of my long stories, that is all 100 percent true. I was a Darwin Award waiting to happen that day.