I can’t raise only one of my eyebrows at a time, and I have spent countless hours in the mirror trying. I worked with a gal several years ago that seemingly could get one eyebrow up near her scalpline, and I hated her out of sheer jealousy of that cool trick.
auliya- I’m just learning how to ride a bike myself, and I’m 30. I can skateboard, surf, snowboard, ski, balance on anything, and I can’t seem to get the hang of a pedal bike.
I can, however roll my tounge in any fashion possible. “U” shaped, upside-down in either direction, cloverleaf, fold in half, you name it.
Ooh - I can also move my eyeballs independently of one another.
I can juggle just fine, but I can’t read music. Which sucks, because the few pieces I know how to play on the piano I can play pretty well (Moonlight Sonata, etc).
I can whistle a tune but can’t do those fingers-in-your-mouth loud whistles.
I think that’s about it, I can do everything else.
I can’t ride a bike either. Glad I’m not the only one! My excuse was that I got a horse when I was 8 and the desire to learn to ride a horse far outweighed my desire to learn to ride my bike. And if you’ve got a horse why even bother with a boring old bike anyway!
Yeah, that’s it.
I also learned recently that I am completely unable to steer one of those oversized grocery carts that have the car in front for kids.
I absolutely cannot drive those things and I have no idea why.
I now feel doubleplusgood about not being able to whistle, because I’m not alone! Ditto for trilling an r.
I also cannot seem to make out song lyrics. Collective Soul was simple for most people to understand. I had to cheat and read the booklet for several songs. I borrowed a friend’s Gorillaz CD. I could analyze the chord and rhythmic structure all I wanted, but I don’t think I’d ever be able to understand more than 25% of the words. Rush even sounds almost cryptic at times.(Maybe I’m just used to the southern drawl everyone around here has.)
There must be something…
OK, I can’t put my elbow in my ear. I also can’t wiggle my ears, read sheet music, or resist a wise-ass remark when someone asks a stupid question.
I can’t snap my fingers. The weird thing is my cousin can’t either. As kids, we used to pretend by motioning with our fingers and making the clicking sound with our tongues. (this must be one of those genetic things)
Can’t whistle, raise only one eyebrow, snap my fingers, or close my right eye without also closing my left. It’s been years since I’ve even tried to ride a bicycle, but IIRC I wasn’t very good at it.
I am absolutely unable to perform the “open a beer bottle with a lighter” trick. I have literally spent countless hours trying this seemingly simple stunt and have reluctantly, after much fumbling and heartbreak, come to the conclusion that some things just aren’t meant for some people.
In all other respects, however, I am a flawless human being.
I cannot dance. No dance has yet been created that I can master, or even approximate. If you’ve ever seen a monkey with rhumetoid arthritis and an inner ear problem trying to scratch an itch that keeps moving to various parts of his body, then you know what I look like when I try to dance.
Until recently, I couldn’t light a lighter. Not even the automatic ones where all you have to do it flip the lid open. It just wouldn’t work for me. Somehow, I have now been granted this ability. Of course, it’s a perfectly worthless ability for me as I do not smoke.
AML III, I share your disability to understand lyrics. I honestly thought I was the only one. I can listen to a song a hundred times, in an absolutely quiet room, on a perfect stereo system, at a reasonable decibel level, and I would still only catch about a third of the words. This holds true for nearly all kinds of music, with very few exceptions.
