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I'm bored and figure this should be good for a laugh, so post a weird random thing or two about yourself.
I'm completely immune to poison ivy; if I've ever had it I was too young to remember.
I've actually taxidermied (don't think that word can be made to be a verb, but I'm doing it anyway) a roadkill squirrel. Yes, I've taken some weird classes Blum 3

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LaurenF's picture

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I've never gotten the chicken pox, and I hopefully never will.
One of my life dreams is to learn as many languages as is humanely possible.
I've been to the Eiffel Tower twice and never been to the top floor... yet.
The only thing I've ever cheated on was my 7th grade algebra test on finding the slope of a line... and this past week aced my college math test on it.

Shade's picture

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Soo . . . that's actually really cool about the squirrel.

I can flip spin both legs totally around because my kneecaps are messed up . . . and I've got OCD, so if I don't count my steps in between cracks on the sidewalk and average them out to an even or prime number, I have to walk the thing again until it's right. Winter stresses me out because I can't see the sidewalk cracks and don't know if I'm stepping on them :P.

Davik's picture

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And I thought my knees were bad Blum 3

Shade's picture

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Yeaaaah, had to have a ton of physical therapy and braces and stuff :P. If I don't keep up with the exercises for my inner quad (because that's the only muscle that actually connects to your kneecap), then they try to go on the sides of my knees. My x-rays are pretty sweet though.

Turns out not-so-firmly-attached kneecaps have a tendency to slip around and cause a lot of pain when you're trying to fence . . . still, the flipping my legs around makes for a pretty sweet party trick Wink

Davik's picture

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Oh, well that sounds familiar; I popped my right kneecap out of place sideways playing ultimate frisbee over the summer Blum 3 I torqued my knee throwing a disc, and suddenly found that all my weight was being supported by the ligaments on the inside of the knee; I have the distinct feeling that if I hadn't popped up on my left I probably would have torn them all. Thankfully I've only done that once, but both of my knees tend to grind audibly when I walk up stairs and hurt at odd times.

Shade's picture

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Oof, doing that is what drove me to the physical therapist the first time (where I discovered the sideways-most-of-the-time issue:P) - I had lunged a bit deeper than I should have, and then my leg gave out with a weird noise. The coach's eyes were huge, haha.
Did you have to have surgery, or did they just wrap it really tightly for you? My doc occasionally threatens me with surgery to keep me doing the stupid exercises :P.

Davik's picture

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Just an MRI, x-rays, physical therapy, and a big ass knee brace with the express orders that I was out of commission for ultimate for at least a year. Worst part of all of it was that I only had my legs and a bike for transportation all summer, and a five mile ride to the lab where I was working Blum 3 I did still manage to go caving towards the end of the summer just taking it easy and wearing the brace, but I thought my physical therapist was going to chain me down for my own good... I have something of a tendency to just keep going when I hurt myself (I actually did the knee thing at the beginning of the game, but since it popped back in to place when I came up, I finished the game; it didn't really bother me until I finished biking home), which may be why I averaged a sports injury a year in undergrad.

LaurenF's picture

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I think I have a little bit of OCD when it comes to my paints... my watercolors and acrylics have to be in the right color spectrum order in the tin, and colors can't mix on the palatte outside of their various shades and tones.

Shade's picture

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That sounds like it would be hard :/

Where do you mix/combine the colors? A separate, messy palette?

LaurenF's picture

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My palette for my watercolors is made up of squares with tiny raised edges, and each color is in the corner of it's own box, and i can mix all the other colors in there- for example, I can only mix oranges in the yellow box or the red box, even if there's more room to mix in the green box. For my acrylics, I work on a pad of palette paper, so I just rip off the messy sheet when I run out of room and start all over again.

MeiLin's picture

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I have a scar shaped like a crescent moon inside my belly button.

I had to stop playing D&D as a teenager because all my dungeons got...weird...

Davik's picture

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Do I want to know what the definition of weird is in this context?

LaurenF's picture

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I do }:)

NoodletwigMeow's picture

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Seconded. }:D

Shade's picture

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Troisieme . .. -ed Biggrin

Did it in any way involve that hilarious book on putting sex into DnD?

Laureril's picture

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There's actually an unoffical supplement to that. The "Book of Erotic Fantasy" has several interesting variants, including a section on procreation and STI/STDs. There's also the option of replacing magical gear with piercings. >Smile

Let me know if you wanna see it and I'll email a PDF.

Shade's picture

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I've actually got the PDF - I'm pretty heavy into DnD, and was friends with a bunch of theater majors at the university I was previously going to. Theater majors are *awesome* at coming up with stuff, and with acting it out. Seriously, the freakiest horror campaign *ever* came from one of 'em . .

There was an entire campaign based from The Book of Erotic Fantasy though, and it was hilarious. Awkward, rather disturbing at times, but mostly hilarious.

MeiLin's picture

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was that I was playing with COMPLETELY clueless teenage boys. Every time I'd start writing up the dungeon I'd get to an...uncomfortable...part, go "wtf? where did that come from?! I can't have that in a dungeon with these guys! Mei, you are a really sick and weird person!" and start over.

Never did finish that dungeon.

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TheBoy's picture

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Is that a phallohydra, or is it a rapbeholder?

(Booty succumbs to the eye of the rapbeholder...)

Davik's picture

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One of the other players in my current campaign has ranks in skill: booty dance, as well as discern sexuality (and yet she hasn't picked up on the fact that my elf is gay, go figure...). The things some DM's allow Blum 3

TheBoy's picture

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Id've figured that discern sexuality was just a subset of "sense motive," and "booty dance" is just an option in the "perform" category. Wink

Davik's picture

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That was Perform: booty dance. My bad Blum 3

MeiLin's picture

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was the '70s.

TheBoy's picture

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the lack of distinction between Class and Race in D&D? no Elven Fighters?

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Davik's picture

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Bow down before my elven swashbuckler Blum 3 Millennial chainmail, elven light blade and elven thin blade, bonuses to critical range, and both weakening and heavenly burst. So on a crit, -2 strength, -4 strength, -3d6 holy damage, and the possibility of blindness. Also, crit range of 15-20. It's just to bad my DM outlawed the prismatic burst enhancement...

fairnymph's picture

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TheBoy wrote:
(Booty succumbs to the eye of the rapbeholder...)

Snerrrrrrrk!

Davik's picture

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now I kind of want some of your scenarios for my campaign. As a friend of mine put it when DMing. "well, I don't want to go in to any details, but it happens"

NoodletwigMeow's picture

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I have a knack for picking up languages and I want to learn every one that exists.

When I was little, my parents owned a gift store, and one of the things that they sold was a Chippendales monthly calendar. One day during recess, my best friend asked me if I wanted to play "Chip and Dale" with her and some other girls on the jungle gym. I got really embarrassed and said "no" and ran away, because I didn't know why we would want to pretend to be half-naked muscle-y men. O.o

I check the "newest first" feed here obsessively and read (almost) everything, but the only times I post are when I have a ton of work due the next day and I'm trying to put it off.

Tirael's picture

I can remember quotes from movies, comedy shows, or anything else i find interesting, with perfect clarity for years. One of the advantages of the focussed interests of asperger's syndrome i guess.
I'm apparently also highly resistant to anaestesia (or however you spell it) or any other kind of medicine that affects the brain. oh yeah, and i managed to calculate the formula for a cube's diagonal when i was 14 Blum 3

kalinka's picture

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To echo a few others who've already posted, I love languages. It's the only thing I'm really good at, and after my 5 year Ph.D. program I think I'll have studied 5 or 6.

I have an irrational fear of 3-ring notebooks. I'm always terrified that it's going to close on my hand, but I forced myself to use them this year in order to face my fear. It's going alright. :/

My first big crush was Luke Skywalker in the first (4th) Star Wars movie-- he had gotten in a car crash/been mauled by that gross monster on Hoth in the second one and was no longer attractive. I was a shallow child. Wink

And I'll just tell this little story because it's my favorite...
One day when I was still in elementary school my dad walked in the room and asked, jokingly, if anyone wanted to go to the liquor store. I screamed, "ME!" because I thought that was where you bought licorice.

Zandu Ink's picture

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My randomness:

When I play games with an avatar where I have a choice, I don't roll dudes. There are a few exceptions, mostly from the before times, but they are no longer applicable.

I have a near photographic memory when it comes to something I've read or watched, but things like dates and other some such hold not to my mind.

I write (though not to the wondiferous quality of Ms. MeiLin, here) when I can find time to do so. Which, as I mentioned in my intro post, I have not been able to do, since WoW took all my spare time and some of my non-spare time. You can find my stuff at http://phrankenstyne.livejournal.com/ (Shameless plug, I know. Don't hate me.)

I used to be a dog person, now I'm a cat person. Or purrson, depending on if you like puns or not.

I think that's it.

Gudy's picture

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Zandu Ink wrote:
I have a near photographic memory when it comes to something I've read or watched, but things like dates and other some such hold not to my mind.

That's me in a nutshell. *nods*

I also have a knack for picking up languages and stuff.

I hate any communication faster than an email exchange unless I can conduct it in person. Instant Messaging or the phone are clearly meant to be used by people other than me. Blum 3

kawaiikune's picture

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you change from being a dog person to being a cat person? I'm a dog person, but I wish I were a cat person because I would love to have an animal, and my boy hates dogs. (I know you guys are pretty much all cat people, but there you have it. I love happy creatures because they make me happy, and most cats I've met are too smug and angry. He thinks dogs are rude and slobbery, but I generally see them as happy and fun.)

TheBoy's picture

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I vote Dog.
TheBoy's Girl votes "animals are dirty."

Zandu Ink's picture

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My wife hates dogs and has a bit of an allergy to dog dander. She won't have any in the home. Our oldest cat, Annabelle, instinctively knew that I wasn't much of a cat person before we got her, and made it her solemn duty to make me a cat person. Also, since my wife was the one to take Annabelle to the vet for her spaying and the one to pick her up, I have been her favorite.

Dogs look at humans and say "These people feed me, shelter me, and protect me. They must be gods."
Cats look at humans and say "These people feed me, shelter me, and protect me. I must be a god."

NorthwoodsMan's picture

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I'm allergic to cats. And dust. And mold.

But I own three dogs and several fish.

Tickhater (my other) really dislikes my fish.

The Which's picture

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I'm a bit biased because I can't be within 10 feet of a cat without severe asthma symptoms (serious symptoms; one of these days a cat is going to kill me). I just love dogs. My Milo makes me so happy when he walks up to me and puts his head in my lap, or dances around when he sees his leash.

Davik's picture

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And of course, cats being cats always seem to know who the allergic person is and go right to them. Never fails anytime a particular friend of mine is over, my cat is all over him. This is the same friend who helped me move furniture in (said furniture was covered in cat hair from my parents' cats), then touched his face and discovered that swollen and runny can be a general state of being.

The Which's picture

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Cats LOVE me. I've never met a cat that didn't want to wrap itself around my ankles. I think they are all attempted murderers.

Davik's picture

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I knew there was a reason I love cats; they're evil like me Smile

Raigne's picture

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This is for the same reason that cats always go to the person in the room who hates cats the most. It makes a cat nervous to be approached full on by a human. If you want to get them to warm up to you, ignore them, or kneel down facing to the side. They will come to you. The person with asthma and the person who hates cats are the only ones in the room actively avoiding eye contact with the cat, so they are the least scary person.

Gudy's picture

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... my experience at all. I Love cats, and it's a rare cat that doesn't approach me as one of the first persons in the room when I squat down, and I usually do so head on. Most of them let me stroke them, almost all at least rub up against my legs. I always let them sniff my hands first, though.

Raigne's picture

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because you squat down and let them come over to you. It's less threatening than coming at them while standing up.

kawaiikune's picture

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I learned how to read when I was three, and I spent more time doing it than I did conversing with people when I was young. The interesting side effect of that is that it's easier for me to process written word than it is for me to process spoken word. I sometimes have to ask people to repeat themselves, not because I didn't hear them, but because I didn't understand them.

The Which's picture

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I always watch TV with the closed captioning on, or I have no idea what was said.

fairnymph's picture

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I theorise we use so much brainpower visually, there's not as much leftover for auditory processing.

magalicious's picture

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I taught myself to read around that same age, and I have the same problem. It doesn't help that dozens of childhood ear infections have left me with less-than-perfect hearing.

Davik's picture

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I don't really have the problem with understanding spoken words, but because I learned almost my entire vocabulary reading (or at least I guess this is the reason), I went for a long time mispronouncing a lot of words. I still occasionally find one that somehow got stuck in my head in an odd way.

kalinka's picture

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My friend and I had the same problem with the word rapport. I thought the word was pronounced "rap-ort" and he thought it was "ra-poire" and spelled it that way. We looked it up, and I had the right spelling from all of my reading (rapport) and he had the right pronunciation.

fairnymph's picture

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My peers were certainly not reading what I was for much of my childhood and adolescence, leading to all sorts of interesting pronunciation on my part that I still can't shake!

Raigne's picture

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This happens to me all the time. Corollary, caveat and apostasy are three I can think of offhand that have drawn snickers from people when I've said them out loud for the first time.

kawaiikune's picture

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I always felt like it was just me. It's interesting to see that I'm not alone in this. Thanks for posting, guys!

Gudy's picture

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...the answer to just about any question starting with "Am I the only one who..." is almost certain to be No. And the corollary question of "Well, how many of us are there?" has "More than you'd think." as an answer with high probability, too.

In other words, I have pretty much the same problem. Smile

fairnymph's picture

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It's so great for finding others in your bizarre little niche.

MeiLin's picture

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had there been the intertubes we know and love.

Shade's picture

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I had a similar experience with the reading - except I didn't really talk much until later, and when I did start talking, I spoke very rapidly. Still do, haha. It's not a matter of nerves, I just feel like by the time I've said my first point, my brain has leaped ahead to my next three and I can't get them out fast enough. It didn't help that I lived in Rhode Island/Connecticut until I was 5 or 6 and thus had super quick speaking to learn from :P.

Eleonora's picture

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Ok, for the poison ivy I just have to post this link:

http://xkcd.com/443/

Click it!

And my bit of randomness: I have a serious thing for voices, and can identify several actors by ear.
Oh and when I was watching a game show I recognised George Cloony from just a few square cm of his jaw.

NorthwoodsMan's picture

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BTW, you aren't actually immune to poison ivy. It's an oil that irritates. You have a resistance to it, but like latex and bee stings, the more you are exposed to it, the lower your resistance and worse the reaction.

V's picture

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I thought it was an allergy. My grandfather wasn't allergic to it either. I understand that some allergies can come and go, but I didn't think there was a guaranteed correlation.

teehee's picture

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If I am understanding this correctly:

Contact Dermatitis
Contact dermatitis results when the skin comes into contact with chemicals (for example, skin soap, cleaning products, rubber, metals, perfume, cosmetics or plants such as poison ivy). These chemicals can irritate the skin or cause an allergy. The affected skin becomes red, itchy and inflamed. In severe cases, blisters and weeping sores may form. Once the allergen or irritant is removed, treatment consists mainly of avoiding that substance. A doctor may recommend a topical corticosteroid or, in rare instances, wet dressings to relieve redness and itching. From MayoClinic.org

Perhaps it depends on how your body responds to the poison ivy--either as an allergen or as an irritant...

NorthwoodsMan's picture

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I should have known better than try to use generic descriptions with this group...

Davik's picture

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I'm positive that I am actually immune; if I was going to develop a reaction it would have happened long since. Not only did I spend pretty much all my time from early childhood till now tromping through the stuff in the woods, but I had many summers of scout camp where I made money off of people daring me to crush up the leaves and rub them on my arms. I've also been exposed to some degree to both poison oak and poison sumac. If 26 years of nigh on constant exposure hasn't done it, nothing will.

Side note: to make things even more amusing, my grandfather (I believe, might have been my great uncle), was so sensitive that he'd break out in the rash just walking down wind on the other side of the road from a patch of poison ivy.

NorthwoodsMan's picture

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I thought the same until last summer when I was checking my stands and doing some scouting. Been walking through the same areas, with the same plants, for over a decade, but only this past summer did I come away with a rash.

MeiLin's picture

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and am now omni-pet-ivous. or something.

Pikachu42's picture

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though i wish i was a cat person. but cats carry a bacteria (that people aren't known for getting. we can it's just rare) and i get the bacteria. it causes me to have to have pustules all in my ear and my face to swell up. it's not pretty. first time it happened i needed two antibiotics and a pain killer. :jawdrop:

Capriox's picture

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Wow. That's just... wow. I'm so very sorry to hear that.

Of course, inquiring minds would like to know if you recall the name of the bacteria? It sounds so fascinatingly horrible and I'm wondering if it's something I'll recognize from when I took parasitology is college.

LaCiega's picture

I tend to remember anything that I find interesting out of books, sometimes quotes, sometimes random facts. Since I've been thinking about it recently, I'll give you as an example the book Killer Angels, which I read... two years ago? Maybe more? I remember how it gives a little paragraph about each person in the beginning, organized under "the men who wore blue" and "the men who wore gray", and I remember a bit of the description of Gen. Buford ("He was the first to arrive at Gettysburg, where he raised up his eyes unto the hills. He was a man with an eye for good ground") because it contains a reference to the Bible, which I recognized. I also remember that Gen. Lee rode a gray horse named Traveller through the whole war. But I remember almost nothing about the course of the battle, except for Chamberlain's crazy "right wheel forward".
But when I try, I have no trouble memorizing anything. It's just that what sticks in my mind naturally is random facts, not the big picture.
And I also second recognizing voices. I don't know how many times my best friend has asked me if my home phone has caller ID (it doesn't) because I knew who she was after only "Hi, (my name)!"
Other random things... I have a parafoil kite sitting on my desk next to my computer, all folded up. It's a small cute one (120 cm across) but I'm upset because the line that came with it isn't properly prepared.

Oh, and I've heard taxidermy turned into a verb before, as "taxidermed"... in a book called "The Love Curse of the Rumbaughs" which I checked out from the library because it sounded cool, but which turned out to be about two men who love their mother so much they taxidermed her body when she died and use it as a doll, pretending it's still her. Now that's random...

magalicious's picture

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I can drink everything except tequila. Jose is not my friend. Morgan, Jack, and Jim are my boys.
I have tried - tried - to play half a dozen instruments, and stuck with none of them. I still can't read music. I do, however, have perfect pitch, so I can usually fake it.

Davik's picture

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I personally love tequila, so maybe this is just me trying to convert you, but what about tequila don't you like? If it's just the taste, try something other than Jose, preferably something 100% agave (though personally I don't like the 1800 stuff). Jose, which I admit I still like, is really just vaguely tequila flavored rum.

MeiLin's picture

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In fact, I drank my share, her share and possibly part of your share before I turned 26. So now I can't have any more. Wink

Davik's picture

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Drinking my share... sounds like you owe me tequila! I'll take her share too if she doesn't want it Smile

magalicious's picture

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I like tequila. It doesn't like me. It never fails - I have one margarita, and I'm puking in the middle of the night. I can drink six shots of whiskey and not have any ill effects (just the intended ones Wink ), but drinking tequila leads to a mariachi band in my stomach at 1 or 2 in the morning.

kawaiikune's picture

Embodiment

makes a fine tequila. You should give the cabo wabo a shot. I agree, though: I'm much more of a whiskey girl.

Bedazzled101's picture

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I was a fluent speaker of Pushto from an extremely young age...spoke that before I learned English(Even thought my mother didn't speak a word of it, dad taught me). I completely did not even remember much of it after I was in 1st grade even though my best friend was pashtun.

I used to be painfully shy till I turned 13(I would hardly speak to anyone but my closest friends), I decided then that I would force myself to talk and be outgoing. Later I found out that schoolmates thought I was a snob, and that's why I never spoke to them....how embarrassing.

I love to read, in 1st grade I read Black Beauty, Tom Sawyer, The Secret Garden, Oliver Twist, many nancy drew novels and Tale of the Two Cities. My parents had no clue(we had an extremely large collection of books that had been collected by my grandmother and mother) LOL!

As I got older, I had read through all the books that interested me in our home...so I would check out books from my school's library. At times if I had too many books checked out and a long weekend was coming up, I'd steal extra books so as to not run out of reading material. Once I'd finished, I'd just replace them back to their original location.

I'm a classically trained Alto Saxophone player.

I have an extreme knack for martial arts, and received a 1st degree black-belt in taekwondo in 2 years. I literally spent 2 hrs a day during the week and 4 hrs a day on Saturdays and Sunday practicing to go to the WTF championships to represent my weight class. Unfortunately 4 months before i could go, my parents decided to move back to the States.

As a teen I loved the look of anime characters, so I decided to teach myself to draw in that style. My plan of watching Japanese anime everyday for an hour daily while drawing worked quite well. But an unexpected thing happened, I was starting to understand Japanese, very roughly...and my Japanese friends would test me and they told me I understood correctly. But that wore off after giving up watching anime daily and being around my Japanese friends.

I guess I very wierd...lol...but that was kinda cathartic to say it all...as pretty much no1 knows all this about me...except my hubby

Ely's picture

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Ok, I said stuff like that in my introduction, but I can't resist (it's late, I should be sleeping, and I'm too excited for that)...

- Once in my whole variously successful studies, I got the opportunity, being "involved" with the teacher's assistant, to see the exam's questions the day before the exam. I got a 3. When I don't care, I don't care.

- After my first breakup ever, I spent two months being horny and writing a story that, to paraphrase Gaiman, "would embarrass me so much I regularly had to stop for a while until I'd stopped blushing". I'd like to read it again, but I can't find any trace of it anywhere. Stories can die too, you know...

Pikachu42's picture

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I like to collect strange quotes from people. I'll occasionally throw them into everyday conversation. My new favorite quote: I will be all over you like a spider monkey jacked up on mountain dew!!!
i'm on a languages kick myself. I want to master 5 languages. They are: French, Italian, Spanish, Japanese and German. Why do you want to learn German? Because i want to sing 99 luftballons. ^_^ My unofficial 6th language is sign language. I wanna learn it to speak to my great aunt. I've taken 3 years of French. Don't ask me to tell you anything, I can barely remember anything. Anyone know any good language software?
I'm a VORACIOUS reader!!! Books are the most awesome things. I love getting lost in other people's worlds. Now, even though I am such an avid reader, people don't buy me books. They insist on buying me toe socks.
I love toe socks...though I hate it when regular socks get stuck between my toes.
I am the proud owner of 23 pairs of shoes. I'm always on the look out for more. I especially love heels. I have a mean walk in heels. }:)
I play Magic: The Gathering. I will strike fear in your with my white deck. It's all about the life gain!! w00t!!
I want to learn to play the violin. A couple of my friends tell me to play the viola, but the violin is smaller than the viola. It's easier for me to handle. Though I should finish learning the piano.
I have more, but I'm sure you have better things to do than read about me.

Shade's picture

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I play both the violin and viola, and I'd have to go with your friends on recommending the viola. The E string is just awful on the violin :P. I've been playing since I was 8 or so, and I cannot stand the E string when I'm playing in groups of people (it took a few years of hunting to find the violin that has my favorite tone even on that damn string and then my little sister hijacked it >/). The viola has a sweeter, mellower sound, I think, and, apart from getting accustomed to reading alto clef, altogether easier to play well sooner.

As for size, you should be able to find a 3/4 or such viola that should be easier for you to handle than a full size one - check music stores that rent instruments to kids in school (it's Chesbro's in my part of the country). I didn't start playing viola until I was fully grown, so I only have experience with the smaller versions of violins, but I'm fairly certain they do make smaller sizes of violas. They do cellos, at any rate.

Oh, remembered another rather random factoid about me :P. I play a decent number of instruments well enough to perform on and not be embarrassed, more that I'm not quite as decent with, and I'm currently learning to play the accordion. I can polka, yo >D.

LaCiega's picture

And once you learn to read alto clef, you'll get to sit back and laugh at other people stumbling through trying to read it; at least, all the viola players I know say that this is the best part of theory classes... I also agree on the viola having a mellower sound, although it is possible to get a sweet violin sound even high up on the E string (my school orchestra is doing Scheherazade this semester and the violin soloist is amazing)...
And yes, it shouldn't be too hard to find a smaller-size viola if your hands are too small to deal with a full-size one. Theoretically, your helpful music store personnel will let you try different sizes and tell you which one you need.

LaurenF's picture

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Pikachu42 wrote:

I am the proud owner of 23 pairs of shoes.

Ha! You're a little shoe-baby compared to my 64 pairs Wink

(don't ask me how many pairs I actually wear)

Eleonora's picture

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That's the best reason to learn German I have heard ever! It's also annoying since I only know two lines of lyrics and it's in my head now! (please do not point out that I'm typing this in firefox and could easily google the lyrics, that would be cheating, though on the other hand it beats hmmm hmmm und lass hmmmm fliegen)

Gudy's picture

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... auf ihrem Weg zum Horizont
hielt man für UFOs aus dem All,
darum schickte ein General
Fliegerstaffeln hinterher,
Alarm zu geben wenn's so wär,
dabei war'n da am Horizont
nur 99 Luftballons.

99 Düsenflieger -
jeder war ein großer Krieger -
hielten sich für Captain Kirk.
Es gab ein großes Feuerwerk
(???)
dabei schoss man am Horizont
nur auf 99 Luftballons.

99 Kriegsminister -
Streichholz und Benzinkanister -
hielten sich für schlaue Leute,
witterten schon fette Beute,
riefen Krieg und wollten Macht.
Mann, wer hätte das gedacht,
dass es mal zu sowas kommt,
wegen 99 Luftballons.

99 Jahre Krieg
ließen keinen Platz für Sieger,
Kriegsminister gibt's nicht mehr
und auch keine Düsenflieger.
Heute dreh' ich meine Runden,
seh' die Welt in Trümmer liegen.
Hab' 'nen Luftballon gefunden,
denk' and Dich und lass' ihn fliegen.

And yes, that was from memory, so it probably contains a couple of errors...

Eleonora's picture

Devotee

Wow. I think the only songs I can still give most of the lyrics from are the Dutch versions of the lion king songs. Which I probably thought of since one of the last posted posts is be prepared.

Gudy's picture

Embodiment

...that way. There are the oddest snippets of text (Hamlet's monologue comes to mind as well) I can recite from memory, but there is also lots of stuff, like appointments, I can't remember from one minute to the next.

MissCrys's picture

To be fair, Gudy; I think I could have remembered more of those lyrics if it were my native language. Wink As stands, I could remember the phonetics of those lyrics, but not the spellings. I clearly need more German classes.

Gudy's picture

Embodiment

a) I've also got a bunch of English lyrics (mostly from 80's and 90's pop songs, because those were my formative years) stuck in that brain pan of mine, as well as the English - and not the German - version of Hamlet's monologue, and
b) Dutch is only considered a separate language from German for political reasons anyway, so that's no excuse for Eleonora. Wink

MissCrys's picture

I love that monologue. It's very memorable.

Eleonora's picture

Devotee

Sometimes I'll go: did you know ... And then wonder why I know stuff like that. Oh, and I remembered, I also know almost all the text from the saga begins. I think it has very nifty lyrics.

fairnymph's picture

Embodiment

To echo a few others who've already posted, I love languages. It's the only thing I'm really good at x100! I'm a generalist, but the one arena in which I'm exceptional is foreign language. That, and perhaps my sense of smell. Most random language learned: Egyptian Heiroglyphics (though not really random considering I'm an Egyptophile).

Like Davik, I have never had a reaction to poison ivy, and I grew up playing the words. I was always sent in to retrieve balls and such. I AM violently sensitive to poison oak and mango skin (both in the same family with PI, I think), so who knows why I don't react to PI. It's not a lack of exposure thing, as both my other two contact sensitivities are. Also, my brother and mother are the same way, so I'm sure it's genetic.

I am insanely clumsy.

I was created by artificial insemination.

I lost my left index finger in an accident when I was 2.

I'm not a packrat, but I love to obsessively collect. Such as: perfume, wine, books, toiletries (as a child), stamps, drugs, etc. I tend to become interest in a subject and throw myself completely into it for a while. I have this compulsion to experience everything.

For nearing 3 years now, I've been following a diet/lifestyle which involves consuming calories every other day. I've honed this, based on study data, to eating 1/4 of time. I fast (completely, excluding fish oil supplements) for 36 hours, eat for 12, fast for 36, etc.

Davik's picture

Embodiment

A friend of mine learned the hard way that you don't eat mango while having a serious reaction to poison ivy (in her case poison sumac). Ended up with sores all over her lips, and yes, same family, or so I understand.

fairnymph's picture

Embodiment

I'm fine if I eat pre-prepared chunks. I just can't get near the skin.

Davik's picture

Embodiment

She had it in a drink at a bar; I think it's just that she's very sensitive to it. Hell, she got the sumac in the first place just from working in her garden near a sumac bush without even touching it.

fairnymph's picture

Embodiment

i'm glad I can still eat mangoes. But I'm the same way with the skin - my parents lived in a place with mango trees, and someone would touch a mango, then touch a counter, I'd touch the counter and touch my face and BAM! eyes swollen shut. Nyah

MeiLin's picture

Most High

found out the painful way.

Davik's picture

Embodiment

That's not a constant thing for her; she can peel and handle mangoes most of the time, it was just when she had it in the middle of an already severe attack of poison sumac.

The Which's picture

Embodiment

I've done an everyother day diet (800 one day, because I cannot fast, however much I feel like the next) and it was pretty rough.

Do you do it strictly for weight management or do you enjoy the fasting?

fairnymph's picture

Embodiment

I do it for health benefit & life extension. Less extreme down days as you have done are still extremely healthy.

Laureril's picture

Supplicant

I actually heard a story from a Japanese flute maker about how his daughter decided to play with some lacquer used to coat the flutes which just happens to be made from an equally irritating plant related to Poison Sumac. He called his teacher in a panic, but the teacher told him not to worry - she probably wouldn't even have a reaction (to something he usually had to handle carefully to avoid nasty rashes) Apparently, since she grew up in an environment with enough of the stuff around, she had developed a tolerance for it, and was perfectly fine.

As far as mangoes go, they're not exactly a picnic for me, but I'm not badly allergic. One thing I've found I can do - and this works for my mom, who breaks out into nasty cold sores if she eats or drinks mango - is immediately wash it off with pineapple juice. No tingly feelings, no itching... Something about the two makes it ok for me. I wouldn't suggest trying it if you're deathly allergic, but it certainly has helped me.

As to Egyptian Hieroglyphics, I just gave a 10 minute presentation on them to my "Why Chinese Has No Alphabet" class pretty much from memory and got an A. Wewt for being an orthography geek!

Andrea's picture

Supplicant

My favorite non-water drink is pure cranberry juice with some club soda mixed in. Much better than actual soda.

I'm double plus ungood at memorizing random facts - including foreign languages' vocabulary - but if I read about a concept and how it fits into the pig picture, I'll remember it forever. Math/science/novels/psychology = my best buddies.

My sleep cycle is inverted at the moment. I've been going to sleep around 5:00pm and waking up around 2:00am for the past few days.

I've never played D&D, but I really want to.

I love pretty much anything else that cuddles, but I'm definitely a dog person. I'm hoping to adopt a mutt from the Humane Society as soon as I have a roommate that's willing to help take care of it (won't happen for at least 1.5 yrs), but I'd feel bad leaving it at home if we both had to be at school all day.

It's 100x easier for me to remember someone's name when I know how it's spelled... but occasionally I'll remember the spelling and forget how to pronounce it. That's led to a few embarrassing situations.

I recently discovered Snarry fan fic, and it is AMAZING! The only ones I've read so far are the Tea series at http://telanu.thirteenblackbirds.net/ and the stories at http://tiranog.southroad.com/ I'm not sure what happened to the Tiranog author, though. He/she seems to have disappeared from the nets.

And last but not least, I'm a champion procrastinator. Back to work...

TheBoy's picture

Embodiment

is the pig picture some sort of anatomical diagram, or is it just a portrait? Wink

Andrea's picture

Supplicant

hahaha wowww I was so confused until I found that typo... wow...

TheGrayCrayon's picture

Devotee

Some random things about me.

I can clap one handed realy realy fast.......with either hand. I'm an abidextrious one handed clapper.

My spirit animal is the Hippopotimus.

I can juggle very well untill someone else looks at me.

I cannot correctly pronounce the word cinnimon unless i slowly enunciate it. Otherwise it always comes out cimminin.

Capriox's picture

Embodiment

Randomness... I Heart languages like others here, although I'm more into for the linguistics than that speak-a-lot-of-tongues angle. Etymology is my fav Biggrin

Also like others, I read waaaaaaay more than I socialized outside my family growing up, so I STILL have a horrible, horrible time with mispronouncing words because I learn them almost exclusively from written context. I was also one of the worst spellers in elementary school (okay, I was in the honors program, so I was probably just average in spelling), but in that case the massive reading has helped me out Wink

*Unlike* others, I'm anti-alcohol consumption. It's the stupidest thing "ordinary" thing I have ever encountered and I wish everyone everywhere would suddenly develop alcohol food allergies. But I realize I'm very alone in that belief, so I generally keep my mouth shut except to say a polite "no, thanks" when I'm offered a drink. I only mention it here because y'all asked Wink It did make my college years a bit interesting, especially since I was in fraternity the entire time .... *wry*.

If they had animal midwife certification, I'd probably qualify. I've assisted delivering lots of calves and goat kids, up to and including shoving my hand and arm inside the poor mother to rearrange a baby that's coming the wrong way. On the flip side, I've also treated really sick animals and had them die literally in my hands, which is not nearly so nice as successfully bringing a new baby into the world. I catch 'em coming and going Wink Fortunately, the satisfaction of one makes up for the frustration of the other.

I'm very much a heterosexual female and happy to be so, but sometimes I want to be very butch/masculine. I feel very aggressive and want to be strong and violent. Not because I want to hurt anything, but because I want to be physically powerful. (I HATE having to ask a guy to do something for me because I lack the upper body strength. Humiliating!!!) Unfortunately, exercising bores the hell out of me. I'm slowly working on it. One day I will be buff and it will make me happy and I will finally post a pic of myself in the "what do you look like" thread of my really long hair draped over my awesome butch shoulders Wink

Umm... that's more than one or two things, so I'll hush for now.

TheBoy's picture

Embodiment

what sort of fraternity?
Most of 'em are for the Penised People only.

Capriox's picture

Embodiment

A co-ed social one. It's a little independent frat started at my college by a bunch of Asian engineers (unofficial motto: "we take the 'r' out of greek") in the early 80s. In the early 90s, they went co-ed. In the early '00s, I joined Wink

Eleonora's picture

Devotee

I love etymology. I also really like the word bulwark.

Raigne's picture

Embodiment

I have a lot of stereotypically masculine personality traits, and coupled with my dislike of most things stereotypically feminine (jewelry, the color pink... I have a feeling this is due to some strong childhood associations) I can fool those online tests that can tell if you're male or female. There are a couple that are pretty accurate that were confused (as in, refined with statistics from past test takers). Also leads to a lot of confusion over my sexuality, because it tends to be very ambiguous. This is amplified online, because even my screen name could be male or female. Leads to a lot of amusing scenarios though.

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