Weird Endeavors

Ok, sometimes I do weird things and i don't know why. Maybe I'm messed up in the head. I don't know to be honest. But this thread is to describe our weird things we do each day. After 10 pages, it'll boil doen into a collection of random crap, but hey, that's fun :D and I'm pretty sure our oh-so-eccentric prog community can do many weird things. OK, I go first;

Pancake drumming. I was makeing a pancake and I started drumming on it. No syrup though, but it'd be a fun experiment lofl.

I told Mr. Potato Head all my deepest secrets. Naw, but seriously, I have a strange habit of random and excessive cravings for potato products of any kind

When I type my rambling comments on Progarchives, I do it so fast some are labeled as spam. When that happens and I lose a long pretzel rant, I cry and bang my head against the air. Seriously. 

JJLehto wrote: Oh, and speaking of drumming I ALWAYS drum with my feet, even in class....I can't help it. Of course I use double bass, and often complex/strange beats, sometimes with the front and back of my foot.

JJLehto wrote: I have a tendency of walking through the house for no reason. I'll walk into the kitchen, a room, sometimes halfway into a hallway and just stop. Turn around. I seriously don't know what's wrong with me

Sounds just like me. I especially walk around when I'm eating a sandwich and don't have anything to read.

I heard about someone like that: she can stop talking and singing a lullaby. Then, she does the normal talking again.
Or, sometimes, she begins raving about how cute a bunny can be.
She frightens my brothers and I understand them.

Neurotarkus wrote: And sometimes I just laugh maniacally at my cat. Like, she'll be sleeping and I'll go and do an evil villain laugh in her face. All I say is serious here.

hmmmm well if everything you say here is true, + your disturbing love for Pretzels

You might have some serious issues here

And my obsession with pretzels is not unfounded. For almost all my life, I've been a pretzel farmer. I know all the nuances of this job, it's like a dance, making those things grow. You need to sow the salt into the ground juuuust right, and you need to show love... and the positioning is critical, you need to get it right down to the inch. It's a difficult, demanding job, and as a result, it's consumed my whole life. But, the reward is a field of pure pretzel and a winter of pure slacking. However, I've retried, but without my farming, I have nothing to do, but pretzels still occupy my mind. Even when looking at this thread, I think of the best places to plant pretzel seeds in my lawn. But yeah, it's gonna take awhile before this wears off.

Neuro's seriousity wears off finally


Edited by Neurotarkus - June 30 2009 at 22:35

I think that they're secretly the same person.

Vompatti, I'm sure you could attract any woman in the world if you just showered once in a while.

Don't worry, they make the things differently now, they hardly ever turn into massive, disgusting, horrible beasts and rip your head off. That's relatively rare with the new ones.