A to Z Theme 2016

For my 2016 A to Z theme I used a meme that I ran across on the blog of Bridget Straub who first saw it on the blog of Paula Acton. This meme is a natural for me to use on my memoir blog. It's an A to Z concept and it's about me. No research and nothing complicated. I'm given twenty six questions or topics to discuss that are about me.

In April I kept my posts short and uncomplicated. In the midst of it all you might learn a few things about me that you didn't previously know.

Saturday, February 7, 2015

Weirdo

Weird City
Weird City (Photo credit: Wikipedia)


        To be called a weirdo is not something to which most of us aspire.  When I was a kid I didn't necessarily think of myself as a weirdo nor did I want to be thought of as one.  But I really didn't think that much about it either.   After all, I was just a kid and being weird is often synonymous with being a kid.  Kids are mostly in their own world of imagination and from the standpoint of an adult they might seem a bit la-la--you know--out there so to speak.   Adults expect silliness and naiveté from children. I delivered on a regular basis.

       There were plenty of other kids whom I thought were a bit odd, but I didn't usually count myself in that category. Oh, there were those times when I reveled in doing weird things. But that's when I was on a mission of strangeness. Whether it was to annoy, shock, amuse, or for whatever other reason, when I was trying to be weird, I was happy if I fulfilled that mission which I had initially set out to do.

      For the most part though I was a normal child. I made decent grades and the teachers always had good reports to send home about me. That's mostly been me even into adulthood. Employers liked me and I always got promotions. I've typically had good relationships with people--other than certain people who were really weird in kind of a bad way.

        And yet I see myself as a bit on the weird side.   Not wacky weird or scary or like some kind of a pervert or anything like that.  My neighbors and people who I encounter in public probably rarely give me a second look because I appear to be so damn normal.  When I'm in Walmart no one would ever think to take a picture of me to post on the internet because I look so--well--normal.   That's me--Mr. Normal Average Guy.

         It's some of my tastes I guess that put me out there some.  I like classical music, seventies rock, and jazz influenced pop music from the 20's and 30's.  My interest in films is eclectic though I have a strong interest in the films of Fellini, David Lynch, and old film noir.  I often read things that most people I know don't read.  Give me a thin crust pizza with onions, jalapenos, and anchovies and I'm in food heaven.

         I'm not saying that I'm the only one in the world who likes the things I like, but often I feel in a distinct minority regarding my tastes.  Some people think I'm weird because of what I like.  Or they at least think I like odd things.  I know there are plenty of people who do like what I like but I rarely seem to encounter them.  My tastes don't bother me, but often I have no one with whom to share what I like.  I never have anyone to discuss Fellini movies with me.  When my pizza arrives you can bet that I'll likely be the only one eating it if I've ordered my favorite.

         Being different is fine with me.   I've not only gotten used to it, but I'm a bit proud of it.  A lifetime of being a bit of a weirdo is something that one usually can adapt to.   After all, we're all just a bit daft in our own ways.  Aren't we?   Well, don't just stare at me like I'm weird or something.  Come on and admit it:  You're a bit of a weirdo too--in one way or another.

          I think its kind of the human condition.

         Do you think you're weird?   What do you think comprises "weirdness"?    Who are some weirdos that you have known?


8 comments:

  1. I know I'm weird and I'm always embraced it. I've always traveled to the beat of a different drummer and that's what makes me, 'me'. I'm 50 and my house is decorated like a dorm, I wear tie dyes and sweats, I don't wear make up and nothing about me is 'grown up' at all.

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    1. Good for you! We are who we are and when we recognize our differences from others and not see it as something negative to feel insecure about. How dull if everyone conformed to some standard of normalcy and there was not variety in the world.

      Lee

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  2. I am standing up as another loud and proud weirdo! I'm a tad bit older than JoJo, and my home is also not what people expect for someone of my age, but friends often comment how it is an extension of my personality...I love Dali, Picasso, and old print ads for coffee....also posters of musicians...and hundreds of books.. My musical tastes are from classical to pop and most things in between....I really don't care for country or death metal...or jazz, come to think of it....I think that sometimes weirdness is expressed more in personality and taste than in outward appearance. That being said, for every time I have blended in to the crowd, there have been two times that I've worn a striped military style jacket, pink hair and ripped (strategically) jeans to a gathering. It seems that anyone who bops to their own drummer is considered 'weird' by the masses....most people, like you said, are at least a bit weird, in one way or another. My kids are all pretty weird, which makes me so proud!

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    1. You sound a lot like me. We have eclectic tastes that fall outside of most of popular culture. Not bad, but different and different is cool.

      Lee

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  3. I too belong to the crowd who receives solemn head shakes.
    I don't care. I think abstract thoughts, I have odd reasoning (even tho it works) and most people would never dare step into my world.
    They can have their ordinary life, I prefer my eccentric one just fine.

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    1. Without people who think differently there would be no innovations to make our society more varied and better. Greatness and eccentricity are fine companions.

      Lee

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  4. Oh, I know I'm "wierd" by the world's standards. By the standards of most women. I took an online test once that said I was 95% wierd. But that's okay with me. I wear it like a badge, a medal.
    Life & Faith in Caneyhead

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    1. To be unique is a badge to proudly wear.

      Lee

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