9 Weird Things About Me
I have been tagged by Liosliath over at Morocco Time with the following challenge: to list 9 weird things about myself. In public. For all to see (and mock). I first balked at the idea because 1) I don't think there's anything particularly weird about me and b) if I racked my brain long enough and actually came up with an oddity or two, would I want to share them with my readers?
So I peeked at the gabillion self-revelatorystroke-fests lists of other bloggers and couldn't help but notice that most of them didn't contain weird things at all, but were rather a list of the writer's 'amusing & interesting' experiences, or included such banal & mundane so-called eccentricities as "I drink milk out of the container". Well who doesn't? Now, I have engaged in my fair share of bizarre activities and had not a few curious incidents in my life, but I don't think that makes me - or contributes to my being - particularly weird. No, I must dig deeper or consult a more objective source.
So I asked Mr. Cat in Rabat, and much to mydismay delight, he spouted a disconcertingly lengthy list in no time at all. In fact, I believe his only regret in assisting me was limiting the entries to nine. So with no further ado ...
9 Weird Things About Me
I double tag Knarf and Byron in return.
So I peeked at the gabillion self-revelatory
So I asked Mr. Cat in Rabat, and much to my
9 Weird Things About Me
- I am incredibly shy. Most people have trouble believing this. I don’t know why.
- When something really good happens to me, I don't tend to share it with people, except for Mr. Cat in Rabat but only because he had it written into our wedding vows.
- I can write (indeed I am remarkably dexterous) with my toes. Admittedly my "penmanship" was much better before my foot surgery. Please don't email me with requests for samples of my footnotes.
- I walk around town with dry cat food in my purse so I can feed the city's strays.
- I can’t be in a room where there is an open closet door. I have to close it.
- I liked the movie Ishtar.
- When I travel, I take a grey flannel stuffed teddy bear named Grey Bear (pictured above) so he might act as a surrogate in photographs. He is accommodating, decidedly unweird & very photogenic. By extension I would mention that while I enjoy taking photographs, I hate having my picture taken. Hence Mr. G. Bear.
- I can’t brush my teeth in the bathroom; instead, I wander nomadically throughout my home as I brush brush brush. I have no problems being stationary while I floss.
- I still haven’t figured out what I’m supposed to be in life. My father once told me that I was a late bloomer; I am still awaiting my bloom. My 2 fears are that it has passed me by undetected or that I will not recognize it when it comes. Or that it never will come. So 3 fears.
I double tag Knarf and Byron in return.
11 Comments:
oh shy cat! I hope your foot get fine
/me big fan
Hmmm verrah interesting indeed. Shy? That is an adjective I often use to describe myself to varying degrees of believability so on that level I understand . . . but do I think it applies to you? Still a no. (sorry!)
Hope your feet are OK
I love the Grey Bear! Did you really think we'd ridicule you?
I knew Grey Bear would be exempt from any comments.
Of all the weird things, you liking Ishtar is, of course, the scariest.
As I mentioned on messenger yesterday, the wandering brusher thing, you got from your father (odd that you didn't realize that).
As for your 2 fears - wait, that's three fears - well, amongst your fears... What were you expecting, THE SPANISH INQUISITION?
hey Cat,
very nice and amusing entry. You shouldn't worry about not having figured out what you wanna 'be ' or achieve, there are enough people who run around on this planet with labels like 'doctor' or 'intellectual' stuck on their heads----in the end this will only restrain you ;-)
A big hug from your almost Spanish fan
*blush*
Nope. Blog away Byron.
Well, I've jotted down a few things, but on THIS Wordpress blog, because I'm fed up with blogger not letting me post any pics!!
does reading your blog count as one? :)
Definitely!
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