[random] So... what's 'weird', anyway?

sigh Okay, so I've been tagged with this 'meme', see? (Thanks, Carnacki...) It's the 'name 5 weird things you do/habits you have', and, well - I'm so normal that I can't do it. Okay, now that those of you who know me have stopped laughing, I've gotta rant a little first: what is weird? I mean, really? It's so contextual. To give an example, let's take my wardrobe (or lack thereof). When it's cool enough, I live in a nicely worn, battered, black leather biker jacket. When it's warm enough, I live in a pair of cut-off BDU shorts. I'm prone to wearing all black. T-shirts are a given, regardless of the weather. And my appearance? Long hair, goatee, earrings. When I lived in St. Louis, this was definitely classified as weird. In Seattle, not so much. See? Context. That said, here goes:

I cannot abide dog-earing the pages of books. If you're putting a book down, get a damn bookmark.

When forced to wear a shirt and tie, my preference is for ties that are older than I am (from the late '50s, early '60s - nice and narrow).

I prefer to eat crackers by twos. Not two at a time, just even numbered amounts.

I have been known to dream in code. Not like Enigma/Codetalkers cryptography (though that's cool, too...), but in programming code:

    for (int i = 0; i < _workingArray.Length; i++)
    {
        if (((Bar)_workingArray[i]).Foo == true)
        {
            //foo
        }
    }

I will procrastinate endlessly rather than do something that I can't make 'just perfect' - cases in point: this post, the ten others sitting as drafts on this blog, and my now-languishing fiction blog.

Now that's not too weird, is it?