Huh? I'm Weird?

Okay, it took me a while to come up with appropriate things for this post, so here goes nothing.

5150wife has apparently tagged me, and I am now supposed to post seven weird things about myself. I'll have you know that it is not easy to come up with weird things about oneself, because to you they just don't seem, well, weird. So, with the help of Mrs. "Smith", here goes.

The rules are as follows: Simply link to the person who tagged you (see above). SHARE SEVEN WEIRD things about yourself (see below). Tag SEVEN bloggers to do the same AND include a link to their blog. Let each person know that they have been tagged and finally post the rules on your blog (that would be this paragraph).

1) I can hear very high pitched sounds, well above what is considered to be within the normal human auditory range. I can tell you where every single electronic deer repeller is in my city. When the pinsetters are acting up at the bowling alley, I know it because I can hear the stupid things whining away. I have run into very few other people who can hear these things, but when I do, I don't feel quite so crazy.

2) As I have said before, I like to watch COPS. To some folks a cop who watches COPS is weird.

3) I enjoy model railroading. Yes, that's right. I play with trains. Some people think it's strange for a grown man to play with trains, but I have had model trains for most of my life, and it's quite a lot of fun to be able to run a train around a track and watch how the kids' faces light up.

4) I can tell you every phone number I have had since I was 3 years old. I know my ex-wife's driver's license number and social security number, the driver's license number of a friend I haven't seen in ten years, my rifle serial number from basic training (16 years ago), and the old radio frequencies for every agency in the west end of my county (before everybody went trunked). Just a whole bunch of useless numbers. But, it took me forever to memorize Mrs. "Smith's" social security number... and I still don't know her driver's license number.

5) Mrs. "Smith" says I stand with my feet way too far apart. I normally stand with my feet just a bit over shoulder width apart, mostly because of my training as a police officer, to maintain my balance if someone bumps or pushes me you know? I don't consciously do it, it's just kinda become normal for me. But Mrs. "Smith" thinks it's weird.

6) I have been known to carry on conversations in my sleep. Mrs. "Smith" finds great amusement in this.

7) My music collection consists of classical, country, classic rock, bluegrass, metal, old school rap, big band, ska, hard rock, alternative, but ABSOLUTELY NO GANGSTA RAP! I have been known to go from Metallica to Mozart without batting an eye. Prokofiev, to Pantera, to Patsy Cline. I have only one musical boundary, and that is "songs" that talk about poppin a cap in yo babymomma's ass, and smackin yo sista down. Y'all can keep that shit.

So, that's it. I don't see or hear things. I don't talk to myself (or at least I don't answer myself). I don't see myself as something I'm not.

I don't dig the whole "tag you're it" thing, so I'll pass on tagging people to do this. I'll just challenge seven people to tag themselves and post a comment here to that effect, I think that will serve the same purpose. Anyone brave (read stupid) enough?

Buncha' weirdos...