We did this, late last year I believe, and I found it a very interesting thread so I thought we should try it again what with all the new blood that’s joined since then.
What are the things you do that are odd, unusual or just downright wierd.
I can’t whistle traditionally so I almost never try, but I can whistle really well while breathing inwards. It’s quite high pitched but I’m really good at it. I also enjoy making an “O” and blowing. It makes the wind over an empty coke bottle sound very well. It’s got a small range of notes and it’s hard to change them and I can only make the sound for a few seconds before I run out of air but I find it incredibly fasinating especially when I let it bay and it sounds kinda like a wolf howling at the moon. I do it all the time and often get very odd looks.
(And might as well reveal what I said last time too) If I touch, say, a finger on my left hand onto something I have a very strong urge to touch the same finger on my right hand to that something. Unless everything is even I feel a pressure in my fingers reminding me that things are out of balance.
P.S. the first thread was not named like this one nor was it my thread in the first place, just something that stuck really well, in case you go searching for it.
I am the exact same way with whistling. I can only whistle while breathing in.
I can also make a very loud sort of “popping” sound by loosely closing a fist, and lightly slapping the fingers of my other hand on the spaces between my fingers. It is hard to explain, and I only know one person who can do it even close to as good as I can. I think it has something to do with the shape and size of my fingers. ( I have very large hands.) Anyway, it is nice when I’m bored, but seems to get on some of my friends’ nerves.
I vibrate my eyeballs. I can’t explain how I do it, except to say that I sort of tense a muscle somewhere in the eye vicinity, and then my eyeballs will move very rapidly back and forth in their sockets.
I imagine I can hear the sound of things touching. Say, a fingertip as it makes contact with a surface. I’ve been this way since childhood.
I can also always tell when a television is on in a house, even in another room with the sound turned off where I cannot see it. I can sort of ‘feel’ a high-pitched hum, and I know that a TV is on. It doesn’t work with any other electronic equipment- just TVs. I’ve only met one other person who can do this.
I love to cross my little toe on my right foot over the next one. I don’t use anything (such as my hand) to move it, for some reason the toes are really flexible. I’ve tried for years to do this with the other foot but have never managed it.
I also enjoy singing “Fame” in a odd voice. It’s hard to describe, it’s not exactly nasal, but more from the back of my throat but sounding nasal. I sort of close my throat and the back of my tongue stays on the palate. I can’t get past “I’m gonna live forever” without dissolving into giggles.
I can do the Spock eyebrow thing–but only my right eyebrow. Also, I can flare my nostrils really wide at will. Not an attractive ability, but it cracks the kids up.
I’ve been able to do this as long as i can remember. My brother also recently asked me if I could do it, so perhaps if it’s not a generic trait it’s genetic.
Man, that TV thing drives me and my roommate nuts. We can both hear it. For years, there was a house a block away from hers that had some kind of anti-critter device that made the same noise, we had to plug our ears whenever we walked past.
I can hear TV’s, too. And computer monitors. And when I was a kid, there was this one particular store I hated going into. There was always this sound a lot like a TV only higher and louder, and I hated it. I would refuse to go in, although sometimes I had to. No one else could hear it, my family thought I was nuts. Eventually the store changed management, and after that the sound was gone, and I never heard it again.
Then in college a voice teacher asked me if I heard alarm systems. I had no idea what she meant, and she told me some alarm systems use sounds that supposedly people can’t hear, only some people really can hear them. When she described it, I knew that must have been what I heard in that store.
I take the left/right balance thing further so, for example, if I touch something with my left hand, I repeat it with my right hand; then I touch it again with my right hand and then again with my left hand. If I just do left-right and leave it at that, I have the sensation of touching whatever it is in my right hand more so than in my left. I think my way kind of compensates because touching something twice in a row intensifies the feeling, and then going back to the original hand catches that hand up, so to speak.
Did anyone understand that?
Even if I accidentally hurt myself, I have to go through the process, which sucks when I hit myself with a hammer or something, but for some inexplicable reason it drives me nuts NOT to do it.
Fortunately, two-hand typing is okay in that it doesn’t affect me the way other types of touching do.
If you’re talking about that high-pitched tone TVs make even when the volume is down, I can hear that. Also once I went in an Eckerd’s Drugs and thought I was going to be driven insane by some sound. At the time (I was a kid) I thought it was the flourescent lights. Never heard it that bad ever again, though.
Sometimes my monitor goes wonky and starts whining at an almost superaudible level. If I change resolutions and back it stops.
I always thought people with normal hearing could hear these things.
Originally posted by RedDevil
“I also enjoy singing “Fame” in a odd voice. It’s hard to describe, it’s not exactly nasal, but more from the back of my throat but sounding nasal. I sort of close my throat and the back of my tongue stays on the palate. I can’t get past “I’m gonna live forever” without dissolving into giggles.”
A friend and I used to sing what we imagined “Bob Dylan and Tom Petty: A Very Special Christmas” would sound like.
…chestnuts rooaasting onan owpen faaahhr, eee…
I still do it sometimes, but it’s not the same without D.
