Ay kennet spel.
I popped by to say that I can’t do that and I also can’t draw for the life of me. I’m just awful at it…
Ditto.
I can’t open my eyes under water either, and I can’t master the trick of putting my head under water without holding my nose. Every so often people try to teach me and I get chlorine in my sinuses. :mad:
Swallow a pill. My throat is so narrow that they simply get stuck. Hopefully, though, this will be addressed next Thursday…
I’ve been there, amigo. It was a looong time ago, but I still bear the scars (and there is the possibility that such has resulted in my current condition).
I don’t drive. I can, but I don’t, and I don’t have a licence.
I can’t swim, and automatically, for some inexplicable and uncontrollable reason, inhale when my face hits the water. My body is plotting against me and trying to drown me.
I have very little depth perception. I’m not sure to what extent, just that it’s the part of my driver’s test I always fail, often bump into walls, and watching leaves fall can make me go cross eyed. If I am in the passenger seat of a car, I’ll freak out and yell “STOP!” at a vehicle or pedestrian crossing the road… about 10 miles away… (yeah, I’ve learned to just keep my mouth shut and hang on to the holy sh*t bar). :smack:
To make up for it, I’m ambidextrous, “double jointed” at the elbows and fingertips, and can see sounds. (There’s a name for it, there was even a thread about it, but I don’t remember what it’s called).
I can’t bargain to save my life. For anything. I try, sometimes, but I just suck at it. 5 year olds can bargain better than I can.
Differential calculus. I’m still not fully convinced that it’s not all an Emperor’s New Clothes thing.
[sub]One day, I’m gonna start a ‘teach me calculus’ thread[/sub]
I can’t ride bikes, blow bubbles, or whistle. I also can’t afford anything. No, really.
For a long time I couldn’t do anything with balloons (couldn’t blow them up, tie them up, hold them closed, whatever) but a fair amount of experimentation with nitrous oxide fixed that.
Used to have depth perception problems but I fixed that with this program called visual therapy. No, really.
Anastasaeon: It’s called synaesthesia and it’s awesome.
I am double-jointed, BTW.
The only thing that’s coming to mind right now is that I can’t swim. People have tried to teach me over the years but I’ve never been able to learn. Depending on anxious I am when in the water, I can’t even float either which is pretty strange considering my weight.
And if current disabilities count a la Smeg, I can’t walk and haven’t been able to for a month now. I can hop around pretty well though.
Can you still taste food?
I can’t smell, either, and I don’t know why - I remember being able to smell, when I was a kid, but somewhere along the way I lost it. On the other hand, I can do cryptic crosswords in my head, and used to freak out my co-workers by being able to do the ordinary synonym-crunching ones in the time it takes to write them down: they were never convinced that I wasn’t cheating somehow. Mind you, as the manager it only contributed to my aura of omniscience.
I can’t whistle. (My son has been trying to teach me, how said is that?)
I can’t swim. Just never learned. I can float like a motherf…linger, though.
I’m also synesthetic, which might make up for the first two 
The OP said can’t/don’t. I guess this qualifies: I’ve never been in a coffee shop. Not Starbucks, not any of them. Ever. (Not a boycott or anything, just never have gotten around to it)
Smeghead- How awful. Will you ever be able to eat again?
I can’t snap with my left hand. And I have major issues with volume or spacial (is that a word?) relationships. For instance, I constantly dirty up at least 2 casserole dishes when transferring food to from a pan.
I can’t wink my left eye. Certainly not a biggie, but it does cause me to shoot left-handed.
I can’t do that either. I can whistle the regular way, but I can’t whistle with my fingers. I’ve had people try to teach me, but I just end up with spitty fingers.
I can’t raise my left eyebrow indepentantly of my right. So I can :dubious: , but not the opposite.
I can’t use eyedrops. Even my doctor can’t get ‘em in. That puff o’ air glaucoma test? It’s never been successfully performed on me. My blink reflex is too fast. The really weird part? I wear contacts, and get them in just fine each morning!
I also can’t spit. Countless people have tried to teach me just like that scene in Titanic. I can’t figure out where to get the thick projectile stuff from. All I end up with is ribbons of saliva.
My dad had the roughest hands you ever saw - he was a plumber - but he couldn’t hold a peach to save his life. He just hated the feel of it in his hands. If you threw one at him, he’d catch it, realize what it was then drop it real fast.
I can’t walk from point A to point B without running into something, somewhere. Most often it’s clipping a doorway or barking my shins.
I can’t strategize. Games that involve strategy at all are impossible for me.
I have very little sense of smell.
I can’t see those 3-d hidden picture thingies.
I can’t say “lily,” “free throw,” or “rear-wheel drive” without sounding like a maroon.
I can’t get the name of my husband’s new game, “World of Warcraft” right. I call it “War of Worldcraft.”
I can’t get warm.
I can’t swim. When I was really little (probably about 4), I was in lessons and on the first day, they said “okay, everyone, let’s go under water.” I said “no way” and haven’t been back since.