Squirl's Nest

Monday, October 24, 2005


I was tagged by tshsmom with a meme on idiosyncrasies. I'm sure we all have plenty of them. I know I do. The question is, where to start?

One reason I would have had trouble being in the military is that I always want to start off walking on my right foot. The army expects you to start marching on the left. I think they might have had to give me a section 8 after a few weeks of that.

When I eat a saltine cracker I like to eat it in four bites. If it's small, then two bites. It should always be an even number. Unless I turn into a pig and eat the whole thing in one bite.

Even if I've been busy and haven't made the bed, I must make it before I get into it. The sheets and blankets have to be straight at the beginning of the night. We won't go into any "details" about how it might get messed up after that. :-)

I will leave my radio to the on position when I turn off my car, but I have to turn off the fan, wipers, anything else. I hate those things going on when I turn on the car.

I almost always have a song in my head. But that's not the idiosyncratic part. The problem is that I find myself clicking the beat with my teeth. I don't think that's really good for them.

There are probably many more but I can't think of any right now. Tell me about some of yours.


Blogger Bucky Four-Eyes said...

I'm not even sure where to start. Let me comb through volume 1 of my idosyncracies and I'll get back to you...

(okay, okay, I have a certain way I have to eat pretzels. Maybe I should include pictures?)

Mon Oct 24, 04:16:00 PM  
Blogger Mr. Bloggerific Himself said...

Only one window in my house has the blinds/curtains open enough that light comes in.

Mon Oct 24, 04:59:00 PM  
Blogger SierraBella said...

I read magazines from the back, forward...

I really should make an appointment with Susie.

Mon Oct 24, 05:01:00 PM  
Blogger Nina said...

I would have to think about it, because I am sure there are many. I have to turn everything in my car off too, but can leave the radio on. Everything else I turn off before getting out of the car.

Mon Oct 24, 06:40:00 PM  
Blogger tshsmom said...

I'm worse than you with the bed thing. I have to straighten the covers after we mess them up! *wink*

Mon Oct 24, 06:40:00 PM  
Blogger eclectic said...

I can't start cooking, or even chopping or any kind of food preparation unless the sink is clean. All dishes must be washed or loaded into the DW with countertops wiped before I can start another meal. I'm actually quite adamant about it, and have garnered more than a few odd stares when we have company weekends.

Mon Oct 24, 06:50:00 PM  
Blogger Ern said...

I do that with my teeth sometimes! Heh.

Mon Oct 24, 08:09:00 PM  
Blogger Squirl said...

Bucky, I think I know your pretzels technique.

Mr B, sounds like you live in a cave. :-)

Sierrabella, I look at catalogs that way. You might have just been Japanese in another life. Their books and magazines go from back to front, at least from our perspective. If you need an appointment with Susie, then I probably need to be in the Nut Hut.

Nanina, I love your Halloween profile pic. I just can't stand to have all those things running when I start the car up. Well, except for the radio.

tshsmom, you have the energy straighten the blankets and sheets after you've, um, messed them up? Wow!

Eclectic, I'm not that good but my mother and I were just talking tonight about how we hate a big mess from cooking. We will wash things as we go so it isn't quite so bad at the end.

Ern, I've learned to never mess with anyone's teeth cleaning regimen.

Mon Oct 24, 08:34:00 PM  
Anonymous Danielle said...

Um, I've been sitting here trying to think of things, and I'm certain that I have them. I'm just drawing a blank at the moment.

Oh I know! I prefer to eat desserts with a spoon. Doesn't matter if it is cake, pie whatever, I swear that the dessert doesn't taste the same with a fork. It is something about the texture of the fork tines touching my tongue vs the smooth shape of the spoon.

Um, now can I comment on yours?

So, do you ever put margarine on your saltines? My family does, but I've never known anyone else who has done that until Amber and I were having supper the other night. Her family does too! Just wondering, since you brought up the saltine thing.

Mon Oct 24, 08:43:00 PM  
Blogger Squirl said...

Danielle, eating dessert with a spoon makes sense. A fork might miss something. Can't have that.

I remember putting margarine on crackers as a kid. Usually when we ate spaghetti. I haven't thought about that in years. :-)

Mon Oct 24, 08:51:00 PM  
Blogger Mr. Bloggerific Himself said...

It is a cave. Kentucky's full of 'em.

Mon Oct 24, 08:58:00 PM  
Blogger Squirl said...

Yes, but is it Mammoth?

Mon Oct 24, 09:30:00 PM  
Blogger whfropera said...

we might have to ask Flanella Jo

Mon Oct 24, 10:11:00 PM  
Blogger Von Krankipantzen said...

I hate mixing sweet stuff with savoury. Like raisins in stuffing or apples in salad. It is JUST WRONG!

Tue Oct 25, 01:23:00 AM  
Blogger Mr. Bloggerific Himself said...

If it is mammoth, I've been unable to find more than just a few rooms. Guess I better charge up the miner's hat.

Tue Oct 25, 07:12:00 AM  
Blogger Kitty said...

I play my music just loud enough to drown out the sound of my own voice. I would rather take a back road than a highway despite the additional travel time. I purr(a.k.a. "snore") when I sleep on my side. I can count how many times I've shut the blinds in my house on one hand. I pick my nose in the shower and conduct booger races down the drain. I am most comfortable driving with hands at 4 and 7 o'clock. I masturbate in my sleep. When I'm nervous, I play with the hemline of my shirt - if tucked, I play with the arm cuffs.

'nuff said :).

I should use this as a singles ad to see what kind of fresh meat I lure in :).

Tue Oct 25, 07:54:00 AM  
Blogger Squirl said...

OperaGal, any idea how to get hold of Flanella?

Kranki, my mom loves peanut butter and she loves jelly. But she will NOT put them together, can't stand it.

Mr B, tell me how your spelunking goes.

Kitty, tell me how your singles ad goes.

Tue Oct 25, 08:13:00 AM  
Blogger Bucky Four-Eyes said...

Opera gal - we need to put out an APB on Flanella Jo. I worry. And I miss conversating with her.

Mr B - Beaky birdie? Niiiiiice.

Margarine on saltines - yes yes yes! Did that a lot as a kid. Would also have it with spaghetti noodles, no spaghetti sauce, but margarine on the noodles too.
Sounds yucky now, but I looooved that as a kid.

Tue Oct 25, 08:15:00 AM  
Blogger Effie said...

I have the exact same "bed making" disease...even if it's only straight for the minute before I climb in, it has to be done!

I almost always count the stairs when I'm climbing up/down them...

When I'm in a hurry to get somewhere (for example: from the parking garage to the office) I tend to count down from 100 with the rhythm of my steps--not exactly counting my steps--I feel that I get there faster then...or sometimes I will count how many steps it takes....

and I normally read the newspaper from back to front (but that comes with being left-handed, doesn't it?)

OK--I'm not going to get into all of it--I feel weird now....

My word ver. is izscubd--I thought of Ichabod....

Tue Oct 25, 08:46:00 AM  
Blogger Mr. Bloggerific Himself said...

Thank you Bucky, I've been wanting to flip all the bloggolites the bird for a long time now. Beakie was created during a coloring session at our house. My son asked, "Oooh, who is that?!" So I named him on the spot.

Tue Oct 25, 09:27:00 AM  
Blogger Effie said...

Mr. B--I like your bird....(don't tell my hubby!)


Tue Oct 25, 09:32:00 AM  
Blogger Bucky Four-Eyes said...

I do the stair counting thing too. And I often catch myself counting my steps, like from the front door to my car...then I make myself stop as soon as I notice!

Tue Oct 25, 10:23:00 AM  
Blogger August95 said...

I hope you don't start to like Rap Music or your poor teeth could really be in trouble. :)

Tue Oct 25, 10:25:00 AM  
Blogger Squirl said...

Bucky, oh yeah, margarine on crackers. Now, instead of margarine on pasta I use olive oil. I like it better than a tomato-based sauce.

Effie, like you and Bucky, I count stairs, too. I also count at red lights to try to remember how long the stupid things are. I hate red lights. It should always be my turn. I'll tell Ichabod you thought of him. :-)

Mr B, I'm going to have to check out your beakie birdie.

August, no problem with that at all. Never could get into rap. :-)

Tue Oct 25, 10:35:00 AM  
Blogger Effie said...

Hey Squirl-- come see me!

Tue Oct 25, 11:11:00 AM  
Blogger pixielyn said...

I always brush my teeth last thing in the morning. Its stupid really. Wash face. Put on lotion, then makeup, do hair, lipstick/gloss then brush teeth and fly out the door.
It drives the people here in my house to distraction.
And they are right. My tooth brush looks bizzare. Like a 'ho after shes been workin all day. ROFL but its just the habit created as a kid to brush last and fly out the door to school pre-makeup days.

Tue Oct 25, 11:53:00 AM  
Blogger Mr. Bloggerific Himself said...

Secret is safe with me Effie. Hubby's don't understand bird envy.


Tue Oct 25, 04:38:00 PM  
Blogger Squirl said...

Effie, I looooved the squirrel story. Thanks!

Pixie, hi! Hey, it's your toothbrush. You can leave it in whatever condition you want. It's going in your mouth.

Mr B, everybody's heard about the bird. Bird, bird, bird is the word!

Tue Oct 25, 06:48:00 PM  
Blogger Michele in Michigan said...

I must have a number fetish or something LOL:

1. My turn signal (remember what THOSE are for?) MUST blink a total of 8 times as I change lanes--4 before I move out of my line, and the last 4 as I am getting into my NEW lane.

2. White Castle hamburgers MUST be eaten in 4 bites.

I do that tooth-clicking thing too!

My pancakes/waffles/french toast & syrup MUST be on a different plate than anything else. Nothing worse (for me) than the syrup mixing with egg yolk. I will finish the egs first, and THEN move on to the sweet stuff

This was fun--now I need a life LOL ;)

Tue Oct 25, 11:10:00 PM  
Blogger Michele in Michigan said...

Oh--almost forgot this one:

When I read the newspaper, I MUST start with section A and read the sections in order, even if what I WANT to see is in another section LOL.

I can SKIP sections that don't interest me, but I CAN'T make myself read any of the rest out of order LOL


Tue Oct 25, 11:12:00 PM  
Blogger Mr. Bloggerific Himself said...

Effie's story, with all the paint colors and squrrrls makes me think "Micawber."
ISBN: 0689833415

Wed Oct 26, 06:30:00 AM  
Blogger Bucky Four-Eyes said...

Michele in Mich - I'm with you on the "syrupy breakfast foods on their own plate" thing. No syrup on my eggie weggies, thank you. Those McDonald's McGrills? The thought of it makes me ill.

Wed Oct 26, 07:48:00 AM  
Blogger Effie said...

Y'know--those McGriddles they have at McDonalds now--with the syrup in the waffle bun for the egg & cheese & sausage sandwich---I LOVE them--can't get enough of them.....

I always like it when I have those little breakfast sausages and they get in my pancake syrup--much better then....

Mr. B--maybe I'm not awake yet--I don't understand your ISBN bit....explain?

Wed Oct 26, 09:02:00 AM  
Blogger Nilbo said...

I will not eat a cracker if it is in anything but pristine condition. No cracks, no chips, no broken crackers for me.

For lunch, I have precisely 16 (perfect) whole wheat crackers, each with a (perfect) small slice of old cheddar. When I'm on the road, my first stop is a grocery store, where I buy the crackers, the cheese, and a knife, because I ALWAYS forget the knife, which I need to slice the cheese (neatly sidestepped a Bucky "cut the cheese" joke there, I hope you noticed). I have the world's largest collection of crap-ass, cheap dollar-store paring knives, which I cannot throw away.

Since before I can remember, on returning home from any trip I move through the house and subtley touch things - furniture, countertops, lamps. It's not a direct touch - might just be a brush with the back of a hand, a fingertip across, a bump with my leg. I'm not aware I'm doing it until it is pointed out to me.

During the sound and lighting set-up for my show, I always go to centre stage. Once there, I will briefly step-dance - perhaps 20 or 30 seconds. Nobody usually notices or says anything if they do. I have step-danced on over 1000 stages. I am not a dancer.

Any time my older daughter and I part company, whether in person or on the phone, the last words she hears from me are "Drive carefully." Whenever my younger daughter and I part company, in person or on the phone, the last words she hears are "I love you." I never, ever, think about it, and never, ever, say the wrong thing to the wrong daughter. (To clarify, I always tell my younger daughter to drive carefully and tell my older that I love her - just that the LAST thing they hear never changes.)

I'm weird in a whole lot of sweet ways.

Wed Oct 26, 09:37:00 AM  
Blogger Mr. Bloggerific Himself said...

Sorry Effie, I didn't put a complete thought on there....hehe

That's the number to the Jonathon Lithgow book. You can paste that little sucker into Amazon and order and great book. If you're lucky, you'll get the CD with it.

Wed Oct 26, 10:10:00 AM  
Blogger Effie said...

ooh--I'll have to check that out mr. B!

Mmm--cheese & crackers--Nilbo has to buy a knife each time....weird and sweet!

Wed Oct 26, 10:42:00 AM  
Blogger Bucky Four-Eyes said...

Nilbo, I don't know if I can forgive you for sidestepping the "cut the cheese" joke.

But I won't bitch too loud. Best not to upset a man who collects paring knives.

Wed Oct 26, 10:59:00 AM  
Blogger Squirl said...

Michelle, I love all of yours.

Mr B is a book pusher. (I love books)

Bucky, I like egg yolks on my hash browns, but not syrup on my eggs either.

Effie, yuck. McDonald's is not my favorite anyway.

Nilbo, the cracker story is great. Do you ever pair all your paring knives. And you can't find it in you to pare down your collection of paring knives.
The dance, that's hilarious. Always been able to get away with it, huh?
And that's interesting about touching the furniture. Interesting about how you end conversations with your daughters, too.

Effie,weird and sweet. Sounds like a good description for Nilbo.

Bucky, you go ahead and cut the cheese all you like. As long as I'm not around.

Wed Oct 26, 01:32:00 PM  
Blogger Bucky Four-Eyes said...

Yeah, it's fine for me to cut the cheese as long as we're not sharin' a hotel room, huh?

Or have you tried to block that painful memory out?

nvocajnz - novacaine?

Wed Oct 26, 01:57:00 PM  
Blogger Squirl said...

Now that you mention it, yes, I actually did forget that. Thank god there were separate beds in there. Might've needed novacaine for my nose. :-)

Wed Oct 26, 02:00:00 PM  
Blogger Effie said...

Were there baked beans involved? Eeeew! Or curry--that always has a bad effect....

Wed Oct 26, 02:35:00 PM  
Blogger Susie said...

Of course, I have NO idiosyncrasies, but this post, or the comments, may provide a solution to a pressing problem. I can't blog much because I'm working too much. But now I see, there's a fool caseload right here in blogworld! There must be a way to combine my two loves . . .

Wed Oct 26, 07:59:00 PM  
Blogger Squirl said...

Susie, of course you have no idiosyncrasies, none, nope. But you are so right that all your blog-buddies are quite the neurotic bunch. On a sliding scale, of course.

What are your rates, anyway???

Wed Oct 26, 08:03:00 PM  
Blogger Susie said...

*GASP* I meant FULL caseload. Not FOOL caseload, I SWEAR. Cheez whiz, that is no way to recruit new clients, callin' 'em fools . . . I would NEVER say that!!!! Now if any of these folks come to me, I'll have to slide my scale waaaaaaaay down . . .

Wed Oct 26, 09:17:00 PM  
Blogger tshsmom said...

I've noticed that we're ALL a little OCD. Are they putting something in the water? Somebody notfiy Homeland Security!

Wed Oct 26, 09:27:00 PM  
Blogger Squirl said...

Susie, I'd just had two and half glasses of wine. I realized there was a typo, but I didn't really see how appropriate it was.

A fool caseload is probably more like it. If any coming to my blog can't admit to being a fool sometimes, then I don't know why that person would want to come back. Keep on recruitin' 'em Susie!

Wed Oct 26, 09:30:00 PM  
Blogger Squirl said...

tshsmom, I love a good conspiracy but I'm thinking that the folks that we meet here in blogland are pretty smart and just a touch neurotic. But maybe I'm just projecting my own personality on them. At least the neurotic part.

I'm glad you tagged me with this one. It's been fun.

Wed Oct 26, 09:32:00 PM  
Blogger Bucky Four-Eyes said...

So...how's your idosyncratic brain feel today, Squirl? ;)

'Cause if you don't blog about last night, I swear I will.

Thu Oct 27, 08:41:00 AM  
Blogger Susie said...

Ooh, do tell! What'd you do last night????

Thu Oct 27, 10:25:00 AM  
Blogger Squirl said...

Susie and Bucky, I promise to tell the story of the musical act that I almost saw last night. Today is horribly busy but I will the tale...

Thu Oct 27, 10:47:00 AM  
Blogger JessicaRabbit said...

I always walk in a circle three times before I lay down and claw up the blankets.

Thu Oct 27, 03:50:00 PM  
Blogger Squirl said...

Jess, that's all well and good, but have you had your distemper shot yet?

Thu Oct 27, 05:25:00 PM  
Blogger greatwhitebear said...

I was gonna respond to this a few days ago, but i've wasted half a week looking for Kitty's singles ad!

Sun Oct 30, 01:48:00 AM  
Blogger Squirl said...

Hey there, GreatWhite, looks like Kitty let you down here. What're we gonna do with that kid?

Sun Oct 30, 08:47:00 AM  

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