Weird things I do

This has been spurred on, in part, by Glenna's Randimonium post.

I only roll in one direction in the bed - clockwise if you're looking from the foot of the bed. No matter what position I switch to, that's the way I roll. And yes, I've been known to roll a complete circle and wind up in the same position. A side-effect - because I'm on the right side of the bed, I end up taking the covers from my poor little wife, who needs them more than I do.

I have a soundtrack constantly playing in my head during the conscious hours of my day. This is a blessing and a curse. Sometimes, a song will get stuck in there - curse you, Taylor Swift! And Drew! - and the only way to get it out of my head is to make up my own song. At this point, I have written more than Bach and Beethoven combined... in my head.

I don't like to sit in the balcony at church, though it has nothing to do with a fear of heights. It's because one of the first thoughts in my mind if when it starts to wander is if I could make the jump from edge of the balcony to the chandelier. No reason, I just wonder.

When I take a shower, before I begin any part of it, I have to make sure the sides are perfectly sealed and that the shower curtain is evenly distributed so there are no big gaps in the bottom of it.

I sigh. No reason needed. That's just what I do.

I can name all 50 states in alphabetical order on the spot. Thank you Mrs. Bearden's 5th Grade Choir.

I think of funny things all the live-long day, about half of which are completely inappropriate for the setting I'm in. Remember that the next time you see me trying to hide a smile - you really may not want to know!

I spit in the toilet. It drives my wife insane. Haven't figured out yet where she'd prefer for me to spit.