Have you ever been so far outside the norm that you felt like, or someone might have suggested, you were a crackpot?

You know, in the process of trying to find a solution to a problem, your idea was just silly; like, let’s put a boot on the truck every night so no one can steal it?

I think crackpot might be akin to what we southerners call cockamamie. When someone does something; like, getting a tattoo of a woman's name who isn’t your mother, that might be a cockamamie idea.

Having said this, here’s a story you might have heard before: