“Ball peener”
You try to cover your penis with your balls. There is more, but dont ask…
You must have made that up, there’s not even a definition on Urban Dictionary.
Also, is this a hobby or a kink, because it reminds me of kinks like chastity, plapping and such.
For a bit of maybe context, she was a paleontologist…but
Friend of mine from university was always ready to scoop up roadkill into her trunk when she passed it by so that she could render it down to the bones so she would have a skeleton to study/draw.
How did she do the rendering?
Extreme Ironing
What makes it extreme?
The locations, free falling and such.
Seen photos of it done on the side of a cliff, and the roof of a moving car.
If there’s one thing I learned from being a siren enthusiast, it’s that if it exists, there’s a community and hobby formed around it. Neurodivergence is a helluva drug.
Isn’t every man a psiren enthusiast unless they have access to wax?
One time I was at a bonfire and a friend of a friend, looking like he was up all night, said he was up all night watching tornado siren videos on youtube
Nick Mullen?
Siren enthusiast here, it’s a surprisingly large community that’s really started to blow up these past few years. There are so many models and sounds that there’s always something interesting to find and I find them pleasant to listen to. Sirens are very powerful machines that move a ton of air, and they’re capable of shaking the ground and rumbling your chest when you’re near one. We have an annual Sirencon in Wisconsin every year where we bring our privately owned sirens (usually bought for cheap after they’ve been retired from service) and have a good time firing them up.
I personally enjoy learning the history of the sirens themselves and finding surviving units of rare historical models, especially those from between 1910-1950 when they were still trying to figure out what worked and what didn’t. There was a ton of innovation and cool designs. A lot of people associate sirens with air raids, but their original primary purpose was to replace bells, air horns and whistles at fire departments that needed an audible signal to summon volunteer firefighters to the station upon a fire call. Being electric, the siren didn’t need air pressure or steam which could run out, and couldn’t be confused with church bells.
I tested a military handcranked one once, it sure is a very special thing, the slow buildup, the sound and the wrrrrr vibrations.
Hand crank sirens are pretty fun! I’ve got one from China, an LK-100. It’s especially satisfying hearing the pops at low RPMs.
I dunno if it’s really a hobby, but one time I heard about bug collectors. They’re not people who go around catching insects, instead they’re people who go around catching STDs. On purpose.
Wow, I bet they don’t even bother warning their sexual partners about it. I wish I had never learned that.
Actually, from what little I recall about it, I think they do alert their partners about it, or maybe they just stuck with fellow bug collectors.
There’s a few who have a kink of spreading those parasites to unknowing people. Back when the internet was a village I made a wrong turn and can’t un-know this now…
CAKE FARTS
I don’t remember the name, but the being hanged by chains attached to your skin thing is really weird
Think it’s just called “suspension”. I know someone who has done it professionally at least once
To learn more, watch the movie The Cell!
True crime gets really really weird especially when you dive into more rare extreme niches.
Example?
The telephone pole appreciation society…
You reminded me of one of my favorite pieces of early-ish internet history that is still up: the Traffic Cone Preservation Society
That I’ve heard of? I’m gonna count that guy who commissioned fanart of women buying way too much Wonderbread and destroying rainforests.
Thinking about that guy, he’s probably having the time of his life with AI image generators.
Anvil firing
You get 2 anvils
Pack some gunpowder between them
Light a fuze
Run
The top one shoots off into the air
And you try not to looney tunes yourself.
That reminds me of a Dave Barry column I read discussing people who would competitively vacuum up gasoline.
I don’t know that this even counts, but one of the most strange but wildly interesting things I used to do years back was randomly exploring defunct teleporters in Habbo Hotel.
For those who don’t know about teleporters/teles in Habbo Hotel, there are probably tens of thousands of pairs of teleports that exist in the game, each of them connecting only to its pair. Since trading furniture is pretty much a currency in Habbo, a lot of individual teleporters get traded off or lost throughout the years, and often end up being parked in random rooms and vast furniture junkyards.
So I would often lay down several random teles from my inventory, or enter my own furniture junkyard, and try every tele in there until I got a live one. This would Bill & Ted me to fuck knows where. If I’m unlucky, it’s just a dead end room. If I’m lucky, it’s a room with even more teles. That’s where the rabbit hole begins. Pretty soon you’re ten teles deep into the weirdest, most liminal Back Rooms spaces you can imagine. Sometimes you even find a back door into other players’ private rooms and get to explore like a cat burglar. The sky was the limit.
I haven’t logged in for a decade or more, but I still miss doing that sometimes.
I included the best pic I could find online of what a tele goldmine looked like, except there would typically be a wide variety of styles and not all portapotties like these.
I have been under the impression (for a very long time) that habbo was defunct and I guess never decided to revisit that thought. Apparently it’s still very much alive! I might need to actually check it out as I don’t think I’ve ever played it
But you’ve got my interest piqued!
I’d watch this YouTube channel
Holy shit, this sounds like an absolute blast!
This sounds fun.
Trainspotting (a now largely obsolete English hobby). Back when trains were a thing, nerds would gather at at the front end of the platform to write down the numbers of the engines. Exciting stuff. If you ever saw a movie called ‘The Station Agent’ with Peter Dinklage you kind of get the idea. Now a slang for a pointless, useless activity (which is where the movie about Scottish heroin addicts gets its name from).
A close second is commenting on the internet.
There are airplane and bus spotters too. I don’t think it weird though, people geek out about all kind of things. Trains are cooler than cars anyway _
Japan still has a lot of campaigns with special prints or characters on trains. Fans find their schedules and wait at stations to take pictures. Its quite fun to ride one of those trains and see tens of ethusiasts at every stop.
Serial killers just murder hobbyists so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
