28 December 2006

My six weirds

I've caught another meme, this time from that compulsive writer I love so much. Man, my immune system must be shot.

THE RULES: Each player of this game writes a blog post on the subject of "6 Weird Things About Me", then tags 6 others to play the game. Taggees need to write a blog of their own 6 weird things. All who play must state the rules clearly.

6 WEIRD THINGS ABOUT ME

1. I am pigeon-toed.

2. I hold my pen funny. My exasperated father tried everything he could to make me change, but this is the only way that ever felt natural to me. I've tried to change. I don't change. The way I write makes it tricky to use certain fountain pens, which is a bummer, 'cause I love them and have a nice collection. Also, ever since I can remember, random people, while watching me write with my right hand, have made this odd statement: "I didn't know you were left-handed."

3. I like goat milk.

4. My hair has little crop circles here and there. They have a name: Alopoecia Areata. This started happening to me after major surgery a few years ago. I get bunches of shots in my head to help with this.

5. I have two-toned teeth due to inept dentistry. It's a long story. I don't want to become one of those Utah überweis teeth people, but if I ever want my chomps to match I guess I'll have to. Not that there's anything wrong with überweis teeth in Utah or anywhere—they make for very clean, pretty smiles—I've just never been a real grin-flasher.

6. I am safely keeping some secrets for a friend that are weirder than just about anything I can imagine. Don't worry; they don't involve national security or potential criminal justice.

I hereby tag every everlovin' soul of you who had enough time to waste today to actually read this. If you don't have a blog, feel free to drop off your weirds in the comments section below.

xoxoxo

14 comments:

b. said...

I'm saving my weirds until after blogger lunch tomorrow so that when I show up.....there might actually BE somebody there to meet me!

Geo said...

HaHA! That's pretty funny. Actually, I thought of that as well, but a little too late.

b. said...

(ps. this is a whispered comment, so as not to appear idiotic)
Ummm.....what is uberweis?? I need new teeth....do I want those kind?

compulsive writer said...

As always, you crack me up. And because I often end up a keeper of other people's secrets, I am pondering the weight of #6. Of course you are pretty good at tantalizing your readers will allusions to secrets yourself, you know.

Geo said...

b.: The only idiotic person around here is perhaps the one who likes to invent words that probably no one else understands, to suit her own purposes. I confess another weird: I have Creative Vocabulary Syndrome, or if your prefer the Latin, you can call it Loosus lipsus, and I am the bane of the existence of at least several English language purists. I'm a slangmonger. (See?)

Überweis teeth? Those are found in the grin with an unnaturally healthy glow, the (ir)radiating kind. I am told that there are more perfect überweis (über in German means super- and weis means white) teeth per capita in Utah than in most other states. Is this true? I don't know, but from the looks of the ads in many locally-grown magazines, I wouldn't be suprised.

Do you want teeth from dentistry heaven? It's perfectly okay by me. I'm not trying to express a prejudice here. I'm just not personally the cosmetically-enhanced type. Having said that, let's not discuss my fondness for push-ups and control tops, or my pipe dream to buy a leg waxer.

cw: I think I'm more distracted than I am intentionally tantalizing. Even back in high school, my best girlfriend (I refer you to yesterday's post, item of business number one) wrote in my yearbook that there were three words that best described me: annoying, elusive, and . . . I forget the other one, but it was more complimentary. I remember being so shocked by elusive. But over time that same "complaint" has been lodged against me in various terms, and I see that it's true enough, though not intentional. I'm less secretive than I was growing up (it had its place back then) and I maintain that nowadays it's more about getting distracted and losing my place. I repeat the tired stories and forget to tell the ones no one's ever heard.

Heavens, that was another blog post!

Julie said...

You are fascinatingly weird, but in a good way. And it was so fun to meet you in person today! You and Becca have such lovely posts that I feel too cowed to comment. But a post entitled "my six weirds" was too good to pass up.

I'll have to consider the 6 weirds meme....

Geo said...

"Fascinatingly weird, but in a good way"—now there's a compliment that makes me happy!

Julie, "cowed"? Oh nonononononononono, you must have mistaken me for somebody else. There's no need for anybody to feel intimidated by me except for maybe bad dentists. If it takes me posting weirds to help you feel at home, then I've got plenty more where that first batch came from!

I was very very glad to meet you today. I've been wanting to for ages but am too chicken to do it on my own.

Looking forward to your weirds . . . .

Stacie said...

I'm not weird...

~j. said...

I love your smile.

Geo said...

Stacie: It's never too late to learn! Come on over— I give free weird lessons.

~j.: Thanks. Last night I was looking at the photos Steven the waiter took for us and thinking that very same thing about you. (Look for a picture post later on.)

compulsive writer said...

Geo, you're cool. Not weird.

Jamie said...

Geo, I too am keeping sevrets for family members that are killing me, with a capital K and I can't wait until everythign is over and done with because I feel like I am living in bizarro world now and nothing can surprise me at this point. I mean...it's so much that i almost can't talk to anyone for fear that all this craziness will explode out of me. Suffice it to say that my siblings and their spouses never cease to amaze me (and not in a good way this time) and just might be the death of me!But on a lighter note, it's just now 2007! Cheers and best wishes, dear friend.

Geo said...

c-dub (thanks, b., I love that!): Evidently, weird is the new cool. At least among bloggerettes.

(I think you're cool too.)

jamie: Don't let your secrets make you sick! I've had to make myself actively stop thinking about some of what I'm packing around. I figure it isn't going to help me to concentrate on it. It's not something I can change, or would even try to. If I keep it in the forefront of my mind, I start to get the mental jitters, and I also start feeling like my brain's going to burst. It's better to dig a hole and bury some secrets for now.

Happy new year to you too! xoxo

compulsive writer said...

I love my new name: c-dub!