I have difficulty with modern fashion and want to design my own clothes based on historical designs, from anywhere between early medieval clothing and styles from the past decade.
My super power is to turn fake flowers into real ones and vice versa. It’s handy when the super villain’s evil plans hinge on floral arrangements, or when they suffer from acute pollen allergies.
When encountering hanging lamps, I have to fight the impulse to push them and start them swinging. More than once I have been temporarily blinded when I have failed to restrain myself.
I still pretend sometimes that the floor is lava.
Many days I think songbirds have more interesting things to say than humans do.
I learned the hard way that it is very difficult to get a patent on anything when time machines are involved.
I have a habit of talking about characters I’m writing as if they were people I know in real life.
After a gift giving occasion, I like to collect the crumpled wrapping paper and discarded bows and make crafts out of them.
I have difficulty with modern fashion and want to design my own clothes based on historical designs, from anywhere between early medieval clothing and styles from the past decade.
No matter which of my world domination plans I end up enacting, it will involve catapults. Catapults are just that cool.
My skin is photosynthetic. I love how I feel on a diet of sunshine–the downside is that when I get sunburned I turn green.
I realized that I was a mutant when I learned that not everyone could tell someone’s exact shoe size by hearing them sing.
My super power is to turn fake flowers into real ones and vice versa. It’s handy when the super villain’s evil plans hinge on floral arrangements, or when they suffer from acute pollen allergies.
I try to find patterns in random arrays of tiles.
I make faces at my warped reflections in the silverware at restaurants.
I dream of stealing a UPS Truck and traveling cross country.
When encountering hanging lamps, I have to fight the impulse to push them and start them swinging. More than once I have been temporarily blinded when I have failed to restrain myself.
Instead of arranging my crayons by color, I like to put them in alphabetical order by color name.
When the kids ask me what I’m giving them for their birthdays I always tell them something ridiculous, like skunk perfume or porcupine hair sweaters.
Sometimes I pretend that the world is full of square pegs with square holes, and it’s the round pegs that don’t fit in.
I believe that my hair has superpowers and goes off to fight crime when no one’s looking.
I like to spread out when I eat, so at restaurants, I tell the hostess we have one more person than we do
I like to catch cicadas, tie thread to them and fly them around. Cicada flying is fun.
There are specific trees I like to stop and chat with when I’m walking places.
I make words out of license plate letters.
My Groove is All My Own!
httpv://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CK85yg9_jWA
I don’t wear jeans.
I shampoo my eyebrows, because I like living on the edge
I removed my own uvula, and swallowed it
I like to wear extra underwear just in case…well, you know…
When I’m bored I eat onion dip and watch Moonraker
I don’t like when two (out of 6 or less) people out to dinner together order the same thing.
When changing lanes, I try to avoid the lane divider bumps. If I don’t drive over any, I win!
I only will eat when food is not touching on the plate. Gravy has to be separate, not on the food.