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Monday, October 29, 2007

Odds and Ends

Leaving the grocery store, I saw a kid in a green, four-door Civic drive by as he was pumping some Nickelback song, wearing his Abercrombie & Fitch t-shirt, and his bumper sticker read "I am not normal."

All I could think was, "Yes, dude, you are."

Fittingly enough, I was just having a convo with my new blog buddy, J. over at Now Where'd I Put My Drink? about what would be rebellious these days, anyhow. Surely not piercings or tattoos or green hair.

I guess if this kid really was unusual, his bumper sticker would read: I am normal. That would be weird.

In the comments section, tell me what is truly weird about you. I like Brussels sprouts. A lot.



  • At 10:13 AM , Anonymous Franki said...

    There are kids at my boys' middle school who are really into that goth thing. It's painful to watch them trying sooooo hard to be unique, only to see them so instantaneously self-pigeon-holed.

  • At 1:39 PM , Anonymous Anonymous said...

    There is nothing unusual or weird about me. I scream normal from a thousand yards away. I do like fart humor though. And the thought of other peoples skin particles flying through the air creeps me out in a way I can't describe.

  • At 1:43 PM , Anonymous Franki said...

    pool ~ ahem. you may scream something, but it sure as hell ain't "normal".


  • At 5:28 PM , Blogger EsLocura said...

    Germs from plastic trays ... freaks me out. is that weird? I will not ever, ever, use a plastic tray, nope nunca.

  • At 8:56 PM , Anonymous Anonymous said...

    Franki: hahahahahaha. I usually scream CRAZY. heheheehe

  • At 9:52 PM , Blogger CamiKaos said...

    I know there must be something that makes me odd... but I just can't come up with anything... at all.

    that could be considered weird.

  • At 6:27 AM , Blogger Nosjunkie said...

    I hate being labled as Odd because I honestley believe that I should be the norm

  • At 6:48 AM , Blogger country roads said...

    I have an insane obsession with tire pressure. There I said it. Don't judge me.

  • At 2:00 PM , Anonymous Kristina Hot Pants said...

    I like cocktail shrimp but HATE cooked shrimp. I prefer a raw potato to a cooked one and a cooked apple to a raw one.

  • At 9:27 PM , Blogger 123Valerie said...

    Ya'll, I'm gonna try to get back into replying to your thoughtful comments because they bring sweetness and light into my life. But I'm not making any promises, because maybe sometimes I have important things to do, like three-hour bubble baths or hitting on our trash men. That said ...

    Franki, I just want one of them boys to teach me how to put on eyeliner the right way.

    Pool, ooooooh, I feel that way about particles of other people's poo--you know how they say you have to taste everything to smell it. Yeah.

    Es L, when you're only getting $1.15 an hour, quality isn't the highest priority. Makes sense to me why you're scared.

    CamiK, that's what I said. You are officially a freak. Congrats.

    Nos, I appreciate guidelines to live by. Send me your handbook.

    CRJ, you would go crazy with me. My "low tire pressure" light has been on for weeks. Weeks, I say. I'm not lazy so much as I am an "adventurer."

    Kristina Hot Pants, I love raw potatoes! Why didn't they serve THOSE at the bars in Kent? So much less fattening than fried mac 'n cheese.

  • At 12:59 AM , Blogger Nina said...

    I would rather sleep in my own sleeping bag, in my own tent, than the most exclusive and expensive hotel in the world. I love arugula. I am terrified of roaches. I sleep with the closet light on. Mathematics and grammar (not in that order) turn me on.

    I am weird.


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