Quote from: tekla on August 27, 2011, 12:58:00 PM
For a punk/heavy metal/Deadhead (strange in and of itself) who prefers cool jazz and string quartets I have a real huge love of classic disco music.

I will never forget the 'Stairway to Heaven' disco version...

I managed to lock my keys in the house this morning.  My wife was upstairs, asleep.  Her phone downstairs and not very loud.  We have no doorbell and she can't hear knockingdownstairs  with the bedroom door shut.

The bedroom windows upstairs has a screen, so can't bounce rocks off the glass.  I tried hitting the siding next to it but we don't have many rocks to try and I lost a few.  Finally I picked up a loose rail from our backyard deck and banged on the gutter under her window.  It sounded too much like hammering, which she'd be likely to ignore, so I chaged to a swing beat.  That worked.  She thought I was playing hooky from work to practice taiko in the backyard for the big festival this weekend.

Finally I picked up a loose rail from our backyard deck and banged on the gutter under her window.  It sounded too much like hammering, which she'd be likely to ignore, so I chaged to a swing beat.  That worked.  She thought I was playing hooky from work to practice taiko in the backyard for the big festival this weekend.

Thats funny,I like that, makes me laugh out loud.

I like the swing beat element, I would have done 'shave and a haircut'.

I am having weird feelings that something, like some kind of boundary has been crossed in  my life, that when I go out more of the world sees me as female than male and thinks I am weird when I do male things.   I really never thought I would say this.   It really seems strange because I have never taken hormones or had any surgery.   Does this mean guys are checking me out.   This is a whole new thing for me to deal with.   Its not that I don't want it, I do.   But, I never really never thought it would happen.   I know I never got that guy dressed as a girl look.   But when I go out with my girl friend because I am twenty years older I was asked if she was my daughter.   Do people really think I am her mother?    We both are home bodies and do not club, but stay home with the kids.    But, this whole thing is really new to me.   Some how it also confirms for me that I have always been female and people have seen that in me and therefore I was never really taken seriously as a male.   The thought of it kinda makes me feel girly and sexy.  But, somehow, it still feels sorta surreal.

Hmmm....there's plenty strange about me but...which to pick!   

I can't stand cupboards to be left open...and my wife can't seem to stand to have cupboards shut...

I get annoyed by clutter to the point that it would drive me bonkers if I let it...so instead, I choose not to even *see* the clutter in my home and I just don't touch it. Because if I do...I'll spend the next...too many hours...scrubbing the bathroom floor on my hands and knees. (and I'd really rather not.) In a house of two people, two cats, two dogs, and I literally lost count of how many chickens...(they're not in the house properly...but close enough that much of their dander and whatnot gets tracked in..) I've just given up. Our house isn't messy but...ah hell that's really not the point here. *hem*

The way I explain things seems to strike people quite odd. *shrugs* makes sense to me...

My paternal grandmother's maiden name was a variation of my paternal grandfather's last name, Scottish and Irish respectively.

Despite being an I.T. professional, I go months without using my home computer (iPad doesn't count).

I can't move my right eyebrow, but I can move my right ear.

My brain has a tendency told hold ridiculous chunks or random data. For instance, despite only seeing a few reruns years ago, I have the lyrics to the opening theme song of Giligans Island committed to memory.

Quote from: Photonic Soul on September 22, 2011, 11:12:18 PM
My paternal grandmother's maiden name was a variation of my paternal grandfather's last name,

Hmm, mine too.

I use a large deep chamber type porta potty for my poo and separate my pee (with plastic bag with holes in it lined in chamber potty which flows to a lower area) which twice a week gets mixed with wood ash and sawdust for fertilizer. the poo gets burnt with wood in winter. In summer it gets composted to be used on fruit trees. I also pick my nose when i am clogged up, but i also use paper towls to blow with every morning and let them dry to be reused. I use paper towels ripped in 3 to wipe the pee area  (which i fold around my middle finger) and i let them dry to reuse, the slightly damp ones really work great to wipe after pooing. I take a bath with bowls and clothes once a week unless i get too dirty or sweaty. When i am clean i am very very clean. When i am dirty i am stinky and my underarms stick together from sweat. Thank God i am a country gurl 

NOTE: Its not as bad as it sounds and i do eat great and i do grow most of my food and cann lots of it or dry it or store it in root cellar. I am healthy as can be and so is my 88 yr old mom who lives with me. She doesn't reuse her wipes or nose blows, i do because i am cheap. My mom actually uses folded paper towels in vagina area to keep her dry which is better than toilet paper which sticks to that area unlike paper towels. We also have the cleanest water here from my springs and creeks and well. Our air is also super clean. Our food is organic and our dairy comes from an amish farmer. One day i will have a flush down compost toilet, but right now i get by.

I used to hang around -- lurk, mostly -- on a Discordian forum.

All I remember from it is someone who declared his intention to eat time, in all caps, and a recipe for "cat in water and carrot and dirt."

I loved that place.

Quote from: foosnark on September 23, 2011, 12:11:13 PM
I used to hang around -- lurk, mostly -- on a Discordian forum.

I used to be a big contributor, my version of the Myth of Starbuck is still floating around there.

My left thumb has an extra tendon - so my snuffbox has compartments .

I have a strange phobia if that counts--
I have emetophobia D: (fear of vomiting)

• i like to listen to one song on repeat for weeks on end
• when it comes to sharing the bed, the cats always win <_<
• no one else has my mixed up accent
• i prefer to write fanfiction than do actual work
• my iphone seems to have attached itself to my hand permanantly
• i have such a tiny head that there are no gas-masks at work that fit me

There are no gas masks at my workplace that fit me either.  Not that we have gas masks...

My head is extra-large.  I have trouble finding hats that fit.

yeah, no hats fit me either, but opposite reason of course  .

I have a third nipple although thankfully it's barely noticeable. On my left hand side a few inches below the conventional one...

Quote from: mimpi on September 27, 2011, 11:13:24 AM
I have a third nipple although thankfully it's barely noticeable. On my left hand side a few inches below the conventional one...

Is it sensitive like the others? I knew someone who had two extra, but they weren't sensitive at all.

Quote from: Beth Andrea on September 27, 2011, 12:06:42 PM
When I used to live in Idaho (way out in the woods), I used to work outside (in the garden) in the nude...always thought that was a kinky-weird thing for me to do, but I did it anyway....then after we moved, my wife "confesses" to me that she used to work in the garden nude.

She said she enjoyed the sunshine on her body, and was all innocent-like...but when I told her that I did the same thing, she looked at me like I was a perv or something...

If it weren't for the law (and sunburns!), I'd probably spend more time outside in the nude.

After i transitioned i went to key west and spent many days there nude because they have nude clubs etc and well it was fun.. and most of the men were gay so they didn't bother me..  

Quote from: Amazon D on September 27, 2011, 12:12:24 PM
After i transitioned i went to key west and spent many days there nude because they have nude clubs etc and well it was fun.. and most of the men were gay so they didn't bother me..

Sounds like you're another Fantasy Fest enthusiast. I've got to make it down there one day.