Parkour

My wife knows that one of my life goals--likely never to be achieved at this point--is learning how to run up a wall and do a back flip.

One time at a busted party in high school, I tried to hide from the popo by jumping into the framing in the ceiling of an unfinished house. I wanted to grab onto a pipe and swing my legs over something else, so I could hang up there. Needless to say, it didn't work, and I ended up in the back of a black-and-white car that night. I earned the nickname Zachie Chan for that moment, which I will probably never live down.

Maybe if I were one of these guys, I could have escaped an interesting situation that night (although my car was there, so I guess I wouldn't have made it that far).