post something odd about yourself
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If the lighting is just right my one pupil is larger then the other. During the surgery on my heart when I was weeks old, the vagus nerve was nicked and ever since the left iris does not respond to light as well as the right. Was pretty interesting on my last surgery in a new hospital when checking my eyes afterwards and it didn't work too well. I had a previous stroke and they thought I stroked out while on bypass during the surgery. My wife, my mother and my mother in law were there at the time. My mother in law remembered me mentioning that before and put the nurse at ease.
I'm an enigma wrapped in a riddle, topped with pineapple and bacon, served with a fine merlot.
I am loved by men and admired by women... or is it the other way around?
Apparently, the fact that I am into relevant history makes me odd!
Rÿcher
Fleet Captain
I can send bricks to sleep via hypnosis.
I think I'm a hydra because I have just recently discovered that if my manhood is cut off, two more will take its place.
Which doesn't particularly thrill my girlfriend.
Which doesn't particularly thrill my girlfriend.
When I say I'm 18, I mean I'm 18 epochs.
really, though, the moles on my arm are arranged into the shape of the Big Dipper. fo realz.
really, though, the moles on my arm are arranged into the shape of the Big Dipper. fo realz.
I lost the top portion of my right ring finger in a freak accident at a Newport Creamery when i was four years old. I, uh, lost the fingerling when my hand got stuck in a door. Y'see, me being four and all, my mom let me go to the bathroom (we were sitting in a boot adjacent to the rest rooms) all by myself. I was proud to be flying solo into the porcelain kingdom like a big boy, but, unfortunately, on my way in, a gentlemen was coming out.
Now, this normally isn't a big deal. In this case however, I attempted to keep the door open by grabbing the wrong side of the door. Normally one grabs the door handle first. I went hinged side first. This is a big no no, and will cause a small little four year old boy to cry in terror because his hand is stuck in the door. That's when mom came in. She developed a wonderful idea that involved 'pulling on 3'. Hilarity did not ensue.
In hindsight though, it was one of the best things to happen to me at the time. I was 4 and the year was 1991 (or 92), and my good behavior with the x-ray technician scored me a trip to toys'r'us, where I got to pick out any toy I wanted (gravitating towards a joker van from Batman '89) and I got popsicles. I remember eating popsicles and playing robocop on an old nintendo with my brother that night. One hand was bandaged, grasping onto a half-melted orange flavored popsicle all the while frantically trying to navigate the d-pad, while my other undamaged hand dried desperately to pound the a and b buttons to make robocop beat people up (or something).
To this day, I'm still missing the tip, which exposes about a third or so of the black of the nail. It doesn't hurt or anything, but it does make using a keyboard awkard at times. Same with musical instruments.
Now, this normally isn't a big deal. In this case however, I attempted to keep the door open by grabbing the wrong side of the door. Normally one grabs the door handle first. I went hinged side first. This is a big no no, and will cause a small little four year old boy to cry in terror because his hand is stuck in the door. That's when mom came in. She developed a wonderful idea that involved 'pulling on 3'. Hilarity did not ensue.
In hindsight though, it was one of the best things to happen to me at the time. I was 4 and the year was 1991 (or 92), and my good behavior with the x-ray technician scored me a trip to toys'r'us, where I got to pick out any toy I wanted (gravitating towards a joker van from Batman '89) and I got popsicles. I remember eating popsicles and playing robocop on an old nintendo with my brother that night. One hand was bandaged, grasping onto a half-melted orange flavored popsicle all the while frantically trying to navigate the d-pad, while my other undamaged hand dried desperately to pound the a and b buttons to make robocop beat people up (or something).
To this day, I'm still missing the tip, which exposes about a third or so of the black of the nail. It doesn't hurt or anything, but it does make using a keyboard awkard at times. Same with musical instruments.
I'm a surviving twin.
--Ted
--Ted
i got punched in the mouth as a kid and had a tooth broken. it was capped and is shorter than the rest of my teeth.
People have accused me of having a Welsh accent, when in fact, apart from a week's holiday with my family in 1993, I've never lived in Wales. 
And I'm more interesting than a wet pussycat. 
And I'm more interesting than a wet pussycat. 
I can sleep through anything, telephones, fire alarms, deadly storms, name it!
All Seeing Eye
Admiral
The end of one of my fingers and the finger nail on it is still the same as it was when I was about 8 to 9 years old. I got it trapped in a door and it completely came off so I had to have it sewn back on and after that it never grew again, when compared to the same finger on the other hand there's a 3 and a half cm difference in length.
I am a fountain of useless trivial information.
I get that a lot - well, a lot of people think I'm American. The worst cases were a nurse asking me if I was American, being thrown out of a pub for being 'too American' and one of my closest friends asking where I was born after knowing him for three years.
Wrestling/my spandex collection is always a talking point when talking to a stranger.. but my slightly deformed hand as a result of breaking it twice with no treatment and continuing to wrestle would probably go on the unique list. The bones healed in the wrong places and aren't where they're supposed to be.
I was highly upset when they wouldn't let me keep the last x ray.
