I’m sitting here in my office in the attic of my house, feverishly clicking away at my mouse and hammering the keyboard - doing my damnedest to get my first 3D human figure (nicknamed “Flatman” because of the way I built him) finished in Blender.
Between bouts of hyperactivity, I feed my poor little brain with one of my favorite snack foods - peanut butter and sugar. Yes, that’s right. Peanut butter mixed with enough sugar to kill the stickiness - and spooned down right out of the bowl.
I’ve eaten peanut butter this way since I was a little kid going to school in Greensburg, Louisiana. The elementary school there served peanut butter and sugar for dessert sometimes. Not everyday, but often enough to get me in the habit of eating the stuff.
I guess I should be glad that Mom and Dad put me into a private school after a couple of months there. If they hadn’t, I might have developed a liking for the pickled pig’s feet that you could buy at the elementary school to eat during recess.
So, am I strange?