We're all odd

So I had to work today. Yeah I know it's Sat. Trust me if it was my choice, I would have been sitting at home, Drinking a Beer and playing a video game. Or cleaning...my wife is demanding I know. But no, I had to go in to work to bank some hours for my winter shifts. I know it sounds odd, but its how shit goes where I work. So I was in the shop doing some body work on one of our trucks (my best friend and I are the body work guys there). It was just myself and one other guy in the shop, so it made for a boring day with not to much conversation. So the mind starts to turn in on itself.

You know what I mean. You start to think about some weird ass shit. I'm sot sure what other people think about, But I came up with some things Odd/weird fucked up things that people do. By the time I got home I had forgotten even thinking about this, but as I was sitting down having a Beer, I started talking to my cat "Kitten"(that would be her name. I know, ridiculous....blame my wife). Now as some of you may have read I have recently acquired a new kitten, and I would guess that after spending so much time with the little guy I haven't spent as much time with my other cats.

Kitten is a very odd cat. I have had her since the day she was born. Hell, she was born under my bed! Yeah gross, I know Before she was spayed, she would go into heat every two weeks. You ever had a cat that goes into heat? OMG annoying. All she did was yowl at the top of her lungs for a week. So it went a week of yowling, then a week off. So at the time My best friend and I hated her. Our solution. Nerf darts. Yeah that's right, we would shoot the little bitch every time she made a peep. Yes,I know it was wrong. But hind sight is 20/20.

Soooo, because of this she very rarely is seen, much less touched. But, for some fucked up reason she now loves me. I mean this cat wont leave me alone. My wife can be petting her and one snap of my fingers and she is in my lap. She sleeps at my feet at night, and wakes up with me in the morning.

Now we have a new kitten, who "Kitten" (I know confusing) does not like at all. She hate the little guy. So she hasn't slept in my bed in about 2 weeks now. Hasn't come near me at all in a while in fact. But tonight, Holy Shit, Withdraws. She wont leave me alone. All is forgiven.

OK, so I'm way of topic here. My point of this whole ramble was the fact that I had a conversation with this cat. Yeah I'm sure you have all talked to your pets before, But would you talk to say a fish? I do. I love my fish. I sit down in my chair, that faces my 2 tanks and talk to them, find out how their day was.

So this got me to thinking. Am I....odd...weird...No not at all. Lot's of people talk to their animals/plants/mirrors. But what other odd things do people do.

How about collecting Transformers? I mean hardcore collecting. Not odd you say. What about painting your own? How about giving yourself a transformer name?

I am talking about my best friend, and HARDCORE transformer geek. This guy is Encyclopedia Transformer. He has got a ton of these little dolls, Shhhh, don't tell him I called them dolls. He is the mod of a transformers site. This guy is Fucking Obsessed! Like WTF there toys! I do have to admit that I like playing with them when I go over to his place. Every time I leave they are all in one big group orgy. Optimus is taking it up the rear by Megatron, Bumblebee is blowing Starscreem. Oh, the shear joy. What makes it even more fun in the fact that it's usually a day or two before he notices. Then I get a text MSG or a phone call with him telling me I'm an asshole. "WTF, I thought you were supposed to play with toys...Oh,I play with the toys. Not the toys play with themselves." It's just to good. I get a good laugh out of it and my wife gets a good laugh (his wife laughs too, but that's a secret, shhhh)

My point is is that we all have some weird thing we do. Some odder( is that even a word?) then others. We can laugh at each other about them. But come on.....Playing with dolls?

Just to make things better, This guy is 6'4" about 220lbs and very intimadating....sorta....as long as he leaves his dolls at home.....

He is my best friend though. I wouldn't trade him for anything.