Part of the many resolutions for 2012 was to do something crazy every month. For the month of July I peed in a bottle.

I solemnly understand that the quality of this post is low.

My Crazies are getting more ridiculous as the months pass. Tomorrow I’m actually planning to go rockclimbing, which was my intended Crazy for July. But in the event that I don’t follow through, I peed in a bottle after a date in the park one night.

I was stuck in traffic on I30 for what felt like 45 minutes, but I already had to go really badly. I fortunately had an empty Dr Pepper bottle in the backseat, so I attempted to, uh, relieve myself in it. I quickly found out that it’s incredibly hard to drive (well, inch and brake) while holding a bottle with pants around your knees. Not to mention there were police monitoring traffic, and I have a shy bladder. Needless to say I waited til I got home to practice peeing in a bottle.

In all of my travels on the road, I’ve never peed in a bottle. Although, I vaguely remember it happening when I was really really young, and I think that ended up being a messy disaster. So I thought what the heck, let’s see if I can pee in a bottle.

And well, I can. No big feat but it is an incredibly crazy thing to do.