He’s obsesssed with PC games, mostly first-person.
He’s even more obsessed with books - the man needs his own library room in his house.
He’s a perfectionist. I dont think he does it on purpose, it seems to be more of a natural gift.
He loses a remote and asks me what I did with it and because he has a ahlf dozen of the darn things I broke down and got him a Universal which he only partly programmed so we still have to use more than one remote and of course, one of them we need seems to have gone missing.
He let’s me have my quirks, no matter how silly.
And my favorite, in which I quote my youngest daughter saying:
“I like Projammer, Mom, even though he’s a know-it-all he’s a very humble know-it-all.”
I had a friend who rocked because she dressed like a cartoon.
She was skinny and had a long upturned nose, and decided to dress like Olive Oyl.
Pigtails, frills on her blouse, primary color stockings with red flats.
Mine growls at me. But that’s OK because it’s a FRIENDLY growl. “RRrrrrrrrr.” He doesn’t even make a sound sometimes, just makes eye contact and shows me his teeth a little in that peculiar way that means “I’m growling at you” just between us. Like the “meep,” it’s just a way of checking in, our little code for “I’m glad you’re here.”
But I guess what mostly makes him rock is the fact that he IS quirky, that is, he has too many quirks to list. And I’m sure he’d say the same about me.
another quirk of SO… and it makes me go , :dubious: , & :mad:
Is that he will apply the 5-second (or 3) rule when he drops something edible on the floor… and that was even BEFORE I scrubbed his kitchen floor! But yet, when it comes to dividing huge family packs of meat down to 2-people and 4-people servings, he becomes perturbed & bullheaded if you use your hands to pick up the meat instead of a fork or spatula!
WTF? LOL I cant stop crackin up thinkin about this. I swear, he’s a keeper
I don’t know. My only involvement in the process is to help hold down the long haired kitty gently with a towel while he blow dries her very carefully. Then I get to be the human she glares at for a few hours while licking her fur.
For my wife, its the cute ESL phrasing she has sometimes.
For example, she comes up to me and says “You are the best husband whole in the world.”
Instead of “unplug” she uses “plug out.” As in “Did you remember to plug out the toaster?”
She calls a floor lamp a “standlight.” I too, have added this to my vocabulary. I love it. “Let’s go shooping for a new table lamp and a standlight.”
The basement is always the downbasement. Real conversation:
Her: Will you go to the downbasement with me while I do laundry?
Me: Sure, but why do I need to go?
Her: I don’t want to go by myself. There might be ghosts.
Me: There are no ghosts in the laundry room!!
Her: You never know.
Stuff like that. These mannerisms and phrasings are very endearing.
He sings a little song about pizza whenever he eats it. In fact, he has little songs for lots of things. The smallest things will make him burst into song.
He constantly makes double entendres without realizing it. Then he gets embarrassed when I point it out.
Early on together, I noticed he would frequently check his watch while we would be picking out movies to watch. I finally got irritated and said, “Do you have somewhere you need to be?”
“No… I’m just trying to decide what time I should start putting the moves on you.”
The cute thing is he still does that.
He quotes my favorite movies and books to impress me, and swoons when I do the same for him. I said something about “Stupendous Man” (Calvin & Hobbes) once, and he melted.
He’s incredibly shy, too. It took six years for him to work up the courage to tell me how he felt about me. He barely says a word when in mixed company (I’m the opposite: I’m loud, shameless, and I don’t know a stranger). But get him alone and talking about something he likes? Computers, video games, movies… the kid never shuts up. I love it.
He is, without a doubt, the funniest person I’ve ever met.
Oh, wow. We do that, too. We sing “Oh! We’re going to eat pizza!” to the tune of the lyrics ‘We’re going to Ibiza’ in the Vengaboys’ song of the same name.