Lots of people think I have weird tastes. I take that as a compliment. Who wants boring, blah, beige and brown when there’s a great kaleidoscope out there? I revel in the strange, and adore the unusual. In my vocabulary, the words Strange, Weird, Unusual, and Odd describe good things. If an experiment goes awry, new discoveries are made. If a statue crumbles and falls, a new piece of art emerges. Some of my most successful endeavors have begun with the words, “That probably won’t work.” Genius is born outside of the box. Failure is a necessary step in the path to phenomenal success. And sometimes, the Strange, Weird, Unusual, and Odd are just there for my amusement.
Here’s a couple of examples:
- Fruitcake
- Natural (or man-made, I’m not sure) disaster
- My nephew (Yes, he did that on purpose, and yes, my sister will kill me for posting the picture)
I’m heading out to find some more strange and wonderful things. C’ya.
