I really like the concept of the bag of weirdness. Unfortunately, Im beginning to become more and more convinced that far more people than would be expected are simply bat-shit crazy. Of course, there are differences between personal idiosyncracies (weirdness) and craziness [and I dont think any of your bag would fall into the latter category (except for maybe the food thing ).] Ive got my idiosyncracies for sure (e.g. I hate suspension bridges - but only over water - and I love to pick the eye-boogers out of dogs eyes), but I also take some small degree of pride in the fact that Im also mostly sane.
Wow...I totally forgot about the eye boogers in dogs...I SO love doing that too. See it's not weirdness, it's just easier to say than idiosyncracies. I also hate stairs that have no kick plates and I swear something is going to grab my feet from under the bed when I go to bed without Paul in the house. Thanks Now I won't be able to sleep again
Being downtown in the summer you truly realize that not all are crazy. Kint will appreciate how much fun the Rideau Centre can be at lunch time in the summer! I saw a dude today say hi to the new Convention Centre and called it King Kong. Makes me happy I didn't do THAT many drugs!
One of the things I absolutely love about this place is the unique and oh so fantastic individuals one comes across... your certainly in that catagory.