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Weird stuff happening to me ...proof?

When I was a kid, I had weird but useless "powers." I don't know where they came from, I don't know what happened to most of them, but I am glad a lot of them are gone. Some of the ones I had as a kid that I don't have now involved animals. Cats always liked me, dogs usually attacked me, crows would gather when I was outside, and I spooked horses. Now cats are indifferent to me, dogs generally like me, no more crows, and I haven't been around horses for a long time, but I suspect they won't treat me differently than anyone else. Other weird stuff that happened to me as a kid I won't go into because some of them are way out there (levitating objects, seeing glowing lines in the sky, rainbows around people, etc...), and I am still sore that people either thought I was lying back then, or those that did witness it would deny it. Early on I learned a lot of people just can't take weird things happening to them, and some part of them shuts off.

One "power" I still have, however, is that I am a weirdness magnet. Any hope of me having a "normal life" could have never started because I would say 2-3 weird and fairly unexplainable things happen to me on a daily basis. If I tried to lead a life of normalcy, I would be in such a state of denial, it wouldn't be funny. Because of this mental state, I have just accepted weird things happen, and a majority of them I don't even tell anyone about, because they seem kind of weird to say them aloud. I still try and tell myself, "These things happen to everyone, you just don't brush them off." Sometimes I wonder if a majority of people in the world are in a dream-like state where weird aberrations of normalcy are filtered out before it gets to them, or if it gets into their brain, they don't have the capacity to process it, so they just drop it.

In high school, my social pariah status faded away, and while I was never popular, I don't think I was hated, either. I don't think a lot of people paid attention to me one way or another. But my weird rag-tag band of eccentric friends back then not only acknowledged some of the weird stuff, but used it to their advantage. Sometimes I'd hear, "Lets take Grig to Georgetown, weird stuff always happens when he's around." I still hear stuff like that, "The mall is more fun when you're there."

Most of the weird stuff I see are hardly worth mentioning. I chalk some up to coincidence, like when I see a chunk of cars all the same color in the parking lot, but some are so odd, they are downright pieces of art, in my opinion. For example, a few weeks ago, I was coming out of a diner with the most fantastic woman in the world (aka takayla, [brag]whom I am married to[/brag]), and there was a 1972 Mustang in the parking lot. Not that weird, right? It was colored a Coast Guard Safety Orange. In the driver's seat was a dog, I assume patiently waiting for its master, paws on the steering wheel like it was driving, giving the whole overall effect like some weird comedy bit. I feel comfortable saying this because takayla can back me up on the story, but I see weird crap like this several times a day. More than once, I have been burned by people thinking I was making this shit up, and I got tired of it, so I stopped telling anyone, even in my blog. Why on Earth would I make this kind of stuff up? For YEARS, I wished I had a camera with me, but they are always so bulky, easy to break, hard to whip out at a moment's notice, and so on.

Well, soon, I may get a camera phone. anyarm is getting one of those new Motorola Razor phones, and since she can't get anything back for her old camera phone (it's only like a year old), she said she'd give it to me. If I can transfer the phone to me, I am going to make the most of it.

I predict one of three things will happen. One, weird stuff will stop happening to me. That would suck. Two, weird stuff will happen, but I won't be able to get the phone to work or take a decent picture. That would be frustrating. Three, I will have a LiveJournal pictures area filled with weird stuff.

Wish me luck!
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