Everyone is weird. Maybe. I guess I don't know. Maybe there is someone out there that is totally average and normal ... but that would be really strange in itself. My parents always told me that I should be proud to be weird because being normal would be boring. Probably they didn't think I'd take that advice so seriously. But I do think we should all be open about the things that make us weird. Here's some stuff you probably didn't know about me. (Mostly I am thinking about this since a friend "tagged" me on Facebook about a year ago and said I should put 9 things that people probably didn't know about me ... and it took a year to figure out what to post, which is way too long to reply to a Facebook "challenge".)
*My second and third toes are partially webbed on both feet. I don't know if this is weird or totally common. I always want to ask people. However, "do you have any webbed toes?" doesn't ever seem to come up.
*My little fingers on both of my hands are extremely far apart from the next finger. Relaxed they rest at approximately a 45 degree angle from the next finger. Stretching them (just on their own, with no help) they go to about a 70 degree angle and with a gentle push they go to 90 degrees. I had no idea this was weird growing up until one day I was 16 and I was drawing my own hand. I showed the drawing to my dad and he asked why I drew an alien hand. I showed him my hands ... I felt really confused about it for a while, but then I realized that I do have an advantage. The fingers almost act like second thumbs and I can grip some things more securely than normal handed people. I like to think I'm possibly more evolved.
*I can tell that breakfast burrito I had this morning had palm oil in the tortilla. How? Oh ya know, food allergies. The damned thing isn't going to kill me, but my mouth and generally my head seem to be asking me what the hell I was thinking. I know better. Most tortillas have replaced lard with palm oil. Food is really difficult for me. I haven't eaten meat in 20 years and then 4 years ago the food allergies started popping up. Just one thing at first and then it was like an avalanche. I still go out to eat, but I avoid places where I haven't memorized the menu. On a side note, don't be an idiot to people when they have food allergies! Damn... people will say the dumbest things. I'm allergic to sesame. It's probably my worst allergy. Particularly sesame oil, which even one drop off will make me incredibly ill. For this reason, I don't go to any of the delicious and wonderful Thai, Sushi, Japanese or Chinese restaurants in Seattle. It's hard, but I'd rather be alive. I was trying to explain this to someone that was telling me that I should try his favorite Sushi restaurant. He suggested that I just order "without sesame". I just said "oh ya, sure. I might have to try that". Yes, when I feel like suicide by sushi roll. Don't be that asshole.
*I haven't washed my hair with traditional shampoo in two months now. It's fine. And I save money. There's a bunch of ways that you can pull it off. Seriously people, you buy chemicals that your body becomes dependent on. Humans have been around for a hell of a lot longer than commercial shampoo. Stop poisoning the water. Stop giving big corporations your money.
*The taste of cooked spinach makes me gag. I can't take it. I'm not even allergic to it! But my body is pretty sure that anyone trying to feed it to me is out to kill me.
*I had bizzarre dreams last night about being forced to eat foods that I'm allergic to. Followed by a dream about eating meat. I shouldn't go to bed hungry. In the dream about allergy foods, I was being forced to eat an apple. My boyfriend was also there. I only took a few bites. The apples were marbled on the inside a pale orange and bright fuchsia. The boyfriend ate his in the perfect shape of a tiger's head so that it was a pink and orange apple tiger head. It was fairly amazing. I think I might actually paint a tiger like that now.
*I hate ice in my drinks, even water.
*I have personal space issues. I dislike being touched, even brushed up against, by strangers. I don't mind friends touching me for very short periods of time. But probably you're better off waiting for me to initiate contact.
Ok. That's all you get for now. Artists are weird, but so is everyone else, so that's fine.
*My second and third toes are partially webbed on both feet. I don't know if this is weird or totally common. I always want to ask people. However, "do you have any webbed toes?" doesn't ever seem to come up.
*My little fingers on both of my hands are extremely far apart from the next finger. Relaxed they rest at approximately a 45 degree angle from the next finger. Stretching them (just on their own, with no help) they go to about a 70 degree angle and with a gentle push they go to 90 degrees. I had no idea this was weird growing up until one day I was 16 and I was drawing my own hand. I showed the drawing to my dad and he asked why I drew an alien hand. I showed him my hands ... I felt really confused about it for a while, but then I realized that I do have an advantage. The fingers almost act like second thumbs and I can grip some things more securely than normal handed people. I like to think I'm possibly more evolved.
*I can tell that breakfast burrito I had this morning had palm oil in the tortilla. How? Oh ya know, food allergies. The damned thing isn't going to kill me, but my mouth and generally my head seem to be asking me what the hell I was thinking. I know better. Most tortillas have replaced lard with palm oil. Food is really difficult for me. I haven't eaten meat in 20 years and then 4 years ago the food allergies started popping up. Just one thing at first and then it was like an avalanche. I still go out to eat, but I avoid places where I haven't memorized the menu. On a side note, don't be an idiot to people when they have food allergies! Damn... people will say the dumbest things. I'm allergic to sesame. It's probably my worst allergy. Particularly sesame oil, which even one drop off will make me incredibly ill. For this reason, I don't go to any of the delicious and wonderful Thai, Sushi, Japanese or Chinese restaurants in Seattle. It's hard, but I'd rather be alive. I was trying to explain this to someone that was telling me that I should try his favorite Sushi restaurant. He suggested that I just order "without sesame". I just said "oh ya, sure. I might have to try that". Yes, when I feel like suicide by sushi roll. Don't be that asshole.
*I haven't washed my hair with traditional shampoo in two months now. It's fine. And I save money. There's a bunch of ways that you can pull it off. Seriously people, you buy chemicals that your body becomes dependent on. Humans have been around for a hell of a lot longer than commercial shampoo. Stop poisoning the water. Stop giving big corporations your money.
*The taste of cooked spinach makes me gag. I can't take it. I'm not even allergic to it! But my body is pretty sure that anyone trying to feed it to me is out to kill me.
*I had bizzarre dreams last night about being forced to eat foods that I'm allergic to. Followed by a dream about eating meat. I shouldn't go to bed hungry. In the dream about allergy foods, I was being forced to eat an apple. My boyfriend was also there. I only took a few bites. The apples were marbled on the inside a pale orange and bright fuchsia. The boyfriend ate his in the perfect shape of a tiger's head so that it was a pink and orange apple tiger head. It was fairly amazing. I think I might actually paint a tiger like that now.
*I hate ice in my drinks, even water.
*I have personal space issues. I dislike being touched, even brushed up against, by strangers. I don't mind friends touching me for very short periods of time. But probably you're better off waiting for me to initiate contact.
Ok. That's all you get for now. Artists are weird, but so is everyone else, so that's fine.
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