Things you do that other people think are weird

Like others, I named my cars, though hardly creatively -- Green Monster (1972 avocado green Plymouth Valiant), Yellow Streak (1991 Chevy Lumina), Blue Bomber (1992 Oldsmobile with a terminally leaky oil pan) and Teal Terror (1995 Ford Taurus that made multiple cross-country trips before my sister killed it off for good). Not sure if I'll do the same once I start driving again.

I talk to myself fairly frequently. If I'm particularly bored or focused, I'll even answer myself.

It feels awkward if I walk using something other than 32 1/2-inch steps. Being a product of doing drum corps, though, maybe that's not so weird.

I prefer test cricket to the one-day or Twenty20 formats.

 

I treat pedestrian traffic a lot like motor vehicle traffic, staying to the right and speeding up to pass on the left before quickly tucking back into my lane. I don't signal turns, though, and busy corners can be tough to navigate when nobody else is playing by my rules.

 

When no milk is available, I have no problem dunking cookies in iced tea or Coca Cola.

 

My octogenarian dad pours flat Sprite on his cereal. Hand me a bucket, quick!

 

After mixing in cream and sugar, I leave the spoon in my coffee cup while drinking.

 

I detest drinking from a straw. I will if I'm driving and don't want to risk spilling my drink, but when I'm at a restaurant, I don't put the straw in the glass.

 

My mom, who puts neither lemon nor sugar in her iced tea, leaves the tall spoon in the glass if that's how it's served to her. If there's a lemon wedge on the rim of the glass, she leaves that there, too. It's kind of amusing to watch her try to drink it while keeping the spoon from hitting her in the face and the lemon from getting in her way.

 

I also hate ice in my drinks. When I was a kid, I choked a couple of times on pieces of ice, plus I hate how watered down the drink becomes. I always ask for no ice.

 

I try to avoid drinking ice with anything.

 

I never use a straw either. It goes back to when I was a kid and out to eat with my parents. Nobody offered free refills back in those days, and when they gave me my drink well before the food came, I would drink with a straw and most of it would be gone by the time I got the food, and my parents would get mad at me for having to order another soda. Then I started drinking without the straw because I wouldn't drink it as fast that way.

 

Pancakes.

Stack of four, each pancake covered in peanut butter. Cover lightly in syrup.

Cut stack into four fours of four and eat the edges first and work my way in.

 

I like lots of ice in my drinks.

I also don't drink water in restaurants without lemon.