Ok, you asked for it. Here's the clip of me on Touched By An Angel.
I admit now, having watched it again for...
In our final installment of The Marathon Of Weird, I take you back to the days of yesteryear. Way back to 1996.
In November of that year, I appeared as an extra on the hit CBS show, Even weirder than the squinkie pinkie toe with the broken nail, even weirder than the complete compulsion to share the details of the lives of relatives to people who have never met them and weirder than the inability to... Have you ever wanted to see me vomit? No, seriously. There's an easy way. Feed me peas. I can't figure out if this is some kind of odd allergy or simply a mental thing but peas are, without a doubt, the worst food... As I write this, the house is filled with the sound of proof of my next weirdness. The phone is ringing but I'm not answering. Lot's of people hate talking on the phone, that's nothing unique or strange. What makes... I'm not above telling you. I like public restrooms. I'm not weirded out by sitting on a public seat and I don't have any trouble touching the handle. Oh, sure, I wash my hands right after and I don't have any interest in... Though I mentioned this, very briefly, in passing the other day, it is weird...
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