Kevin's Watch

I am afraid of numbers. They never mean anything good. They mean age, debt, high blood sugar and infinity.

i am the most normal person i know...

My wife and I met and eloped in Salzburg. She was from Baton Rouge, I from Columbus. We discovered that my Father and her Grandfather were in the same HS class in KY.

We assume that is why our son was born with three thumbs...

I can run 20 mph, hear see and record everything, bend steel with my bare hands, and fight crime-- but not yet

Lord Zombiac wrote:I can run 20 mph, hear see and record everything, bend steel with my bare hands, and fight crime-- but not yet

is it odd that i don't find that weird?

I'm the other son of God you never hear about. I don't like to spread it around though. My brother gets all the attention but also gets the negative.

You mean your brother Savour dam?

I can leap a 1976 Ford Granada or a Kentucky style plank horse fence.

my first language was not english, but french.

i no longer speak french.

sgt.null wrote:

Lord Zombiac wrote:I can run 20 mph, hear see and record everything, bend steel with my bare hands, and fight crime-- but not yet

is it odd that i don't find that weird?

My first thought was "Huhhh... actually, I can see most of those being mundanely possible, not that he mentions it; except maybe the 20 mph."
My second thought: "HAHAH, null's been immersed in the comic books too much!"

French? I'm curious what generation immigrated and from where..

Linna Heartlistener wrote:; except maybe the 20 mph."
My second thought: "HAHAH, null's been immersed in the comic books too much!"

French? I'm curious what generation immigrated and from where..

20mph is actually pretty damn slow if it is top speed. If it's average/sustained speed, yea, impressive [especially since zombies, whatever their aristocratic stature, are notoriously slow...we used to joke "oooh the zombies are chasing us, we might have to relocate come spring."]

ONe dunking in null's pool is for some too much, I suspect...also suspect he speaks french because he is the child of an affair with a maid at a castle that was briefly occupied by foreign Knnnnnighhhts.

The weirdest fact about me might possibly be that I can't resist saying things I think are funny even when 99% sure no one else will laugh, or even know what the hell I'm talking about.

There are literally so many.

I am OCD about many things.

I have to eat chips with a sandwich or else I will flip out and not eat it. When making said sandwich, the mayo always goes on the left, the mustard always goes on the right, the cheese always goes on the left and the meat/veggies always go on the right. If I'm making a PB&J sandwich, the peanut butter goes on the left and the jelly goes on the right. Otherwise, I won't eat it. (This is all assuming *I* am preparing my own sandwich; otherwise I don't rightly care what goes where)

I am deathly afraid of ghosts despite being agnostic. I can't watch those ghost shows ever, otherwise I won't sleep for weeks.

Both my pinkies and the toes next to the little toes are crooked.

When eating M&M's, I sort all the colors like by like, then eat the ones that are oddly numbered, so that each color has an even number of M&M's. Then I eat them until there is only one of each color left, and then organize them into the colors of the rainbow. If I don't do this, I will not eat M&M's.

I read quite a few web comics, and must always read them in a certain order. If I read them out of order, I will go back and read them a second time in the correct order.

Books on a bookshelf have to be ordered from tallest book on the left to the shortest book on the right. If, like my husband, you put them back haphazardly, I will spend whatever amount of time organizing them. I do this at people's houses, too. Sometimes if the spines are colorful (like in my son's room) I'll try to organize them by colors of the rainbow.

I have a method of washing myself in the shower: hair first, then right arm, then left arm, then chest, stomach, nether regions, neck, back, buttocks, left thigh, right thigh, left leg, right leg, left foot, right foot and face for last. I have no idea why I do this, but it's my system I've stuck with for many, many years.

Eh....there are plenty of other things I can't think of right now.

my people are from canada. i grew up firstly in manchester, nh. i did not speak for at least a year when it was possible for me to do so. when i did speak it seems it was french, themn a mix of french/english. then just english.

but as some of you may have guessed, english is still my 2nd language and i write like that sometimes.

JazFusion wrote:I have a method of washing myself in the shower: hair first, then right arm, then left arm, then chest, stomach, nether regions, neck, back, buttocks, left thigh, right thigh, left leg, right leg, left foot, right foot and face for last. I have no idea why I do this, but it's my system I've stuck with for many, many years.

I don't quite understand the method you are describing. Perhaps if you sent a video...

I do something similiar with M&M's but I don't have to.

I also used to eat one thing at a time on my plate. I'd have a full plate and eat something until it was gone, then the next item. I honestly didn't even realize I was doing it until someone clued me into it. Now I don't think I do it anymore, as one of my sisters noticed recently.

Involuntary conniptions (when excited) run in my family, from my mum's side.

Morphine doesn't do a thing for me.

Lord Foul wrote:I weigh roughly two-hundred and seventy-five pounds and I like to climb trees. Next person.

Now it's more like 200 Ibs.

Many people, including my close friends and acquaintances, co-workers, kids, and ex-wife tell me that I am wasting my talents by driving a truck.

Trouble is: I don't know where my talents should be better spent

I will often eat french fries with a fork to avoid getting my fingers greasy, and I like them dipped in a chocolate milkshake.