Driving from Boston to Kennebunkport, I opted to take the much longer coastal route to take in the views. I really had to pee after a while, but there was nothing around but vacation homes and the shore. So I changed into my trunks, put a quarter in the one of the meters that line the beach, and walked into the ocean. But then I was unwilling to waste what remained of a perfectly good quarter, so I ran out the rest of my time body-surfing. This then prompted me to schedule my first-ever surf lessons for my return trip the next day, which I highly recommend if you get the chance.
I got struck by a car (or rather, embedded in its windshield) once on an after-work run, then claimed responsibility for the accident. A friend in traffic law later joked that "you have to be a pretty smooth talker to get hit by a car and be cited for it", but I wasn't going to send a less fortunate man to jail when I had crossed against the signal. I initially offered to buy him a new windshield as well, but decided that there should probably be some consequence for speeding and not paying attention in a pedestrian area.
I think Wikipedia is a trap for curious people. Each fascinating article (portaledges are wack, yo) has links to dozens of other fascinating articles, and so on; and before I know it, I have to go to work in a few hours.
http://xkcd.com/356 (No, this isn't how it happened.)
I grew up in the area, which seems to make me somewhat exotic here.