funny you should ask!
there's this weird thing that happened two summer's ago:
I was taking a bike ride. I have done this many times. it was 100 degrees out, so maybe I should have brought some water. sadly, I didn't. So there I was, speeding down the rode on a 100 degree day, sweating and starting to get faint from the sun. I'd already been out for three hours and my mouth was really dry. this is where it gets kind of weird. I am positive that I blacked out, right there, on my bike. the reason is one minute I'm on a street I know, the next, I'm on the highway. it's illegal to ride a bicycle on the highway. and there I was, riding in the breakdown lane beside cars that are going crazy fast. I was already almost fainting off my bike at that point, so I just hung onto the handlebars and speeded down the rode. I finally made it to a toll booth at an exit ramp. the lady at the toll both ran out and I heard her saying, "Honey, what are you doing here?" I was so out of it that I just let her help me off my bike and sit on the cement in the shade of the toll booth. then she said, "Don't worry, your not in trouble, but I called the state police, they will come and get you home." and sure enough, a few minutes later, a state police car drove up and the guy got out. when I told him what happened, to my annoyance, he thought it was funny. he laughed sort of at me and sort of to himself. so he got me in the police car. but my bike wouldn't fit (I came back later with my neighbor who has a pickup truck to get it later). so I had to leave it and go with the police man. I sat there in the back, feeling weird. I was finally waking up (the lady at the toll booth had given me some water) and I was wondering what on earth I would say to my mom. we drove up to the front of my house and there's my mom weeding her flower garden. she saw me in the back of the police car and just gaped. the police man explained what happened, and then drove off, still laughing. and I never figured out how I got on the highway. I can't make head or tail of it. all I can say is that I am sure that angels were surrounding my bike when I blacked out, and I think they kept me upright they whole way.

I grew up on the mission field. Needless to say, I've seen some pretty hectic stuff. Some awesome, some quite intense. One of our intense stories fortunately didn't directly include me. A group of about 40 people (families with children) were heading down the highway from Colorado to El Paso for a week long mission trip. You know something was wrong when some of the kids on the bus saw an entire axle fly out from under the bus at 70 mph, cross into oncoming traffic, and somehow didn't hit anyone. The drive slowed down, pulled over into the emergency lane and when the bus stopped, it slumped over on the axel-less side of the bus. We know there were something supernatural occurring because that doesn't happen normally, no matter what physics and momentum says.

Some of the other stories I have include multiple accounts of multiplication of food, encounters with angels unaware, and even encounters with the demonic.

My mom had a crazy computer story when she tried to save a document she was working on and instead of saving, the computer printed out a document that wasn't even open.

The most weirdest thing that has ever happened to me was when I went on my first rollercoaster ride at the age of five. I went on one by myself since it only took toddlers and as it started and went down I felt like my spirit jumped right out of my body and for the whole duration of the rollercoaster ride I could watch myself from a distance on it and when it stopped and my parent took me out of the ride and I watched my self go away with them and I was thinking to myself "That's me and what is going on?!" soon I found myself back in my body and with my dad and I was shaken and we left the carnival. It never left me and when I got older trying to explain what happened my mother got me to see a therapist and it took almost nine years for the doctors to find out that I have epilepsy.

I shared this story with my neurologist and she told me that my brain had actually manipulated that moment making me see from a different perspective as I was having a seizure. Now isn't that weird?

Once our printer randomly printed out paid airline tickets when nobody was on the computer. We had no idea how.

Wow, Liberty Hoffman, sounds like heat stroke! Amazing that you stayed upright on the bike.

I however, am not that skilled..
One weird thing that happened to me: every morning I wake up early to go for a run, but one morning about 2 months ago I was extra tired, and while I was running I actually started to fall asleep, and next thing I knew I was down on the pavement with scraped hands and bruised knees.

I try extra hard to get more sleep these days.. lol

My experience is somewhat similar to your's, Damsel.

I once went on a state fair ride (which are not very safe in the first place), and it was one of those whirling, twirling, and spinning ones. Those are definitely the funnest, for me! Anywho, this was the real deal right here. It was large, fast, and even my big brother refused to go on it. So, being the younger brother that I was, I just had to go on that ride now, just to show that I was more of a man than my brother!

So, I confidently stepped into one of the boxes that you'd spin around in, and there was only a seat-belt lying in the box. I strapped myself in so that I was still comfortable, perhaps not the safest decision. As the ride started up, it was going great, until it started shaking me around and around in the box, because I didn't strap myself in tight enough.

The ride flung me up and down, until the point where I was fighting for my life not to fall out of the box, hanging onto the opposite side of the box so that I wouldn't fall out the other end, as it tipped from side to side. Right when I thought the ride was over, it gave another jolt, and sent me slightly air-borne out of the box, as it continued swinging, and I was left in the air. I miraculously seemed to just float (crash) myself right back into the box.

I ended up being lucky enough just to come out of it with a lot of bruises and cuts. I'm still not sure if it was just some sort of wonky physics, luck, or karma for making fun of my brother.

Wear your seat-belt!

Not sure this qualifies, but sometimes, on rare occasion I'll think of a movie I haven't seen in a while and contemplate what ever happened to it. And then sure enough it's on TV the next day as I'm flipping through channels. This has happened more times than I can count. Weird, eh?

yeah same thing happens to me with songs.

anyway when i was little i said to mum i hadn't seen one of my fav toys for a logn time and when i went to my bedroom it was sittign int he door way(and no one said they had put it there).

one time, I was at my friend's house. we do all sorts of things together. she has a back yard that's mostly swampish and there's lots of great spots to swim in (though there's lots of ticks and other weird bugs back there).
so one day a couple summer's ago, we decided to go back there since the day was really hot. we headed out through the trees, wading in the wet, watery spots. I was ahead of my friend and then I came to a spot that's really deep (it just sort of drops off into deep water). I forgot the deep water was there - and I started to step out. next thing I knew, I was falling face first into the water. then things got kind of weird. I don't recall very much of that bit, as it was the strangest feeling I have ever felt. I felt for a minute like I was gliding, and I felt sort of like I wasn't in my body. (now, I have to explain this here: I can't swim, that's what makes this story even weirder).
Then I came back to myself and realized that I had swallowed a lot of water and I was drowning. I flailed my arms out, and suddenly I just found myself lying on the ground on the bank. the weirder part was that my friend didn't see anything. she just found me lying on my face, dripping wet, coughing up water.

The weirdest thing that's ever happened to me was about a year ago. The job I was working at required me to be up at 6am each morning I had to work.
One morning I woke up, rolled over, glanced at the clock. I thought "What??? it's 6 and the alarm hadn't gone off?? Oh dear, if I hadn't woken up I'd have been late!"
So I jumped out of bed, and spent the next hour getting ready to go out, eating, washing my face, and was just brushing my teeth *right before I was to leave*, when my mom knocked on the bathroom door.
She said "Laura...what time is it?"
I said "Don't worry!! I've got lots of time, I'm leaving in a minute!!"
She said: "Ummm...look at your watch"
Me: *looks* "huh??? it says it's 3 am?? my watch is all messed up!"
Mom: "Um, Laura, it IS 3 am"
Me: "But my clock said 6!!"

Yeeeeah. I still have NO idea how that happened, as I remember clearly looking at the clock and seeing "2:00" and somehow translating that as "6:00"

Wow Libby!! The things that happen to you are terrifying and almost supernatural! I was quite breathless, reading them!

Just the other day I was sitting in our van with our baby boy waiting for my wife to get done shopping. I pulled up to the curb and parked there. A lady walks out of the store and up to our van. she got in. Instead of stopping her I wanted to see how long this would go. She was going through her purse and then asked why we wernt moving. I calmly said, "mam, you are in the wrong van." She looked up and screamed and jumped out of the van. As she started to walk away a van behind me honked. Her hubby was laughing. She got in my van instead and he sat and watched her as well. It was very funny.

My nocturnal habit of stargazing means that I've had some interesting encounters with law enforcement officials - usually around the Fourth of July and involving inquiries about fireworks.

But the strangest was back in the early 80s. Keep in mind that I live in a major metro area, and would take occasional trips out of town to get a better view of the sky.

So my roommate and I packed the car full of snacks and a telescope, and headed out of town. We found a quiet country road and set up, bothered only by the occasional passing car.

But this was shortly after a high-profile child kidnapping in a nearby suburb (keep in mind this was before Jacob Wetterling, Amber Alerts, the internet, etc).

Apparently those people driving by reported us as the kidnappers holding a hostage. We had no clue until suddenly we were hit with multiple spotlights and the command to "Freeze!" Imagine our shock when our eyes adapted to see at least a half-dozen state trooper and police cars surrounding us, and at least a dozen officers ready to shoot if we made the wrong move!

They ran our IDs and the car registration. Fortunately they accepted our story - the telescope and the very-technical looking notes helped. Whew!

One time, I was in a grocery store...

(Weird story, huh?) JK

One time I was in a grocery store. And I was wondering if we were going to buy bananas. But I didn't say anything.

"Yeah," my mom said.

"Yeah, what?" I asked.

"We are going to buy bananas."

I looked at her oddly. "I never asked you if we were going to buy bananas..."

"But I heard you say--"

But I was thinking it..."

It was very creepy.

~Riella