When I eat a sandwich I have to eat the outside part first. Leave the middle to the end.

When I eat a sandwich I have to eat the outside part first. Leave the middle to the end.

 

You mean the sandwich filet?

I can stand dirty laundry in the house or laundry waiting to be dried or folded. I do the vast majority of our laundry, much to the pleasure of my wife.

 

Always go to sleep on my side facing the outside of the bed

 

Can’t stand to have my nose pinched

Can’t stand to have my nose pinched

 

Me either or someone grab the back of my leg behind my knee.

That reminds, I absolutely hate when someone tries to feed me. You know, "try this" and they stick a fork in your face. Drives me bonkers. I also hate eating a sandwich in a fast food wrapper. I have to remove the entire sandwich.

I promise I didn't find this while searching old threads. :lol: (I'm looking at you, VOR)

 

Anyway, something happened to me this morning that happens about 350 out of 365 days per year: I woke up with a song in my head. Literally, the first thought in my head was not actually my own thought, but rather a song. On this particular morning it was Garth Brooks' "The Dance." I hate that song. I hate Garth Brooks. I hate country music. I haven't heard that song in...well...I don't remember how long it's been. But that's what was in my head before my feet hit the floor.

 

That's peculiar IMO & it made me think of this thread. This morning's song was so random (as it sometimes is) that I just felt like I'd include this little personal oddity in here.

Literally, the first thought in my head was not actually my own thought, but rather a song. On this particular morning it was Garth Brooks' "The Dance."

 

Well that sucks...you have my sympathy (and Jim Schue's as well, no doubt). What a rotten way to start off your day.

 

I can say, though, that I pretty frequently wake up with a song in my head as well. For me, the song is usually a result of my dream from the night before. That's because my dreams generally have a musical soundtrack of some sort - which I've found from conversation with friends, is relatively uncommon.

Well that sucks...you have my sympathy (and Jim Schue's as well, no doubt). What a rotten way to start off your day.

 

I can say, though, that I pretty frequently wake up with a song in my head as well. For me, the song is usually a result of my dream from the night before. That's because my dreams generally have a musical soundtrack of some sort - which I've found from conversation with friends, is relatively uncommon.

 

No doubt on starting my day lousy. :lol:

 

So when you dream, there's music with it? That is peculiar. :lol:

 

Speaking of dreams, I've thought about starting a thread about it, because I think it's pretty universal that we all have the dumbest dreams.

So when you dream, there's music with it? That is peculiar. :lol:

 

Yep. It started happening somewhere in my teens without it really even occurring to me...and I never really took it for anything that peculiar until pretty much every person I mentioned it too had some kind of statement along the lines of, "Really???" "No way!" "That's pretty cool..." or "That's really strange!"

At a meal I eat each course/side one at a time.

When I make a sandwich I put each ingredient away as I finish with it and won't move on unless its put away. I never noticed it but my girlfriend laughs at me.

 

If I get a drink at a fast food place I always get a re-fill as I leave but then proceed to throw it away right when I step out of the building. Again, I never realized it but my buddy pointed it out and I do it every time.

No clue how this one started (and not sure if I mentioned it in any of the previous 7 pages) but sometimes when I urinate I stand on one leg.

 

I guess I'm working on strengthening my core.

 

Either that or you're part flamingo.

Either that or you're part flamingo.

 

It's weird, I know.

I promise I didn't find this while searching old threads. :lol: (I'm looking at you, VOR)

 

Anyway, something happened to me this morning that happens about 350 out of 365 days per year: I woke up with a song in my head. Literally, the first thought in my head was not actually my own thought, but rather a song. On this particular morning it was Garth Brooks' "The Dance." I hate that song. I hate Garth Brooks. I hate country music. I haven't heard that song in...well...I don't remember how long it's been. But that's what was in my head before my feet hit the floor.

 

That's peculiar IMO & it made me think of this thread. This morning's song was so random (as it sometimes is) that I just felt like I'd include this little personal oddity in here.

 

Thanks a heck of a lot, Randy.

Why couldn't it have been "Layla"?

Thanks a heck of a lot, Randy.

Why couldn't it have been "Layla"?

 

I can honestly remember once waking up to "Layla" as well. :lol: