Your Unusual Talent/Gift

I’ve got a knack for remembering numbers too. May I remember those Mr. Cynical, or do you not want to meet Mr. Nen? :wink:

Sorry, Graeme, Mr. Sunshine got there first. :wink:

And Swiddles–did it sound like this?

“'Thwash wrillig, rand re withy roves rid ryre rand rimble in re rabe…”

:smiley:

I csan do dead-on imitations of Jean Harlow, Katharine Hepburn, Kate Smith, Marlene Dietrich, Greta Garbo and Adela Rogers St. Johns.

I just tried this for one minute, and gave myself a headache.

My unusual talents? Hmmm…

I can’t think of anything that I can do significantly better than anyone else.

But on the other hand, I can’t recall a single time that I really wanted to do something but could not.

(except maybe that eyeball thing a minute ago)

Nen sez:

None Shall Pass. :smiley:

Don’t you mean:

Nen Shall Pass. :smiley:

Oh fine. Bring Heineken, Ritz Crackers, and mustard sardines. And make it 7:45. :smiley:

LOL Mr. Cynical.

I started memorizing spelling in my 20’s and phone
numbers in my 30’s. Now I am great with e-mails.

I have this amazing hearing. As I tell people: If
you want to talk about me, wait till I leave.

I forget nothing, like some other posters. My brain
is full of trivia. People are dropped jawed when I
repeat word for word conversations we had 10 years ago.

I can type faster than an electric typewriter, and I
am amzing on a computer.

I can make toast.

Yup, that’s about it.

Eve said:

This I gotta see. Go on Eve, post like Garbo. :wink:

I’ve always wanted an odd little talent too. I can wiggle my nose and ears, but I didn’t know this was something most people can’t do! People often remark on my ability to lift one eyebrow, like it’s some kind of talent. I do it consciously and unconsciously. I’ve been told it’s intimidating.

(Hey Brunetter, between your letters and my eyebrow, we’re like Xena or something! Unconquerable!) LOL

D Marie – at one time I had two cell phones (mine and hubby’s) and was living in Frankfort and working here. So I had four phone numbers, counting my office, then a separate 800-number to call my office from home memorized. I thought my head was going to explode. :eek:

I don’t normally point out speeling miftakez, but did anyone else notice this?

My special talent is four-dimensional visualizations. I’ve been practicing it since I was about 7, and it comes in handy for a relativist.

I can make fun of people at the speed of light. Plus I make a good margarita.

I can play the musical saw. Not many do that anymore.

I can make my breasts cha-cha-chaa, which makes for an interesting first post I think . . .

Allow me to be the first to hit on…I mean welcome you to our lil’ fambly.

Sounds like fun. If I didn’t already have a sweetie, I’d have some digits for you to memorize, too. wink
I just thought of another dubious talent I have. Three times in my life I’ve stolen a shot glass by smuggling it out of the bar in my cleavage. Nobody knew I had it there. Not as impressive, perhaps, as Sunshine’s six pack, but I was quite proud of myself. I have also (in my teenage years, I’m over it now) developed a mini-reputation for kypping small things: a single chocolate candy, a tube of lipgloss, etc. Not exactly shop-lifting, but making small, inexpensive things vanish and reappear somewhere else. Admittedly, sometimes it was my house where it reappeared . . . I consider this a mostly harmless, fun skill but I don’t indulge it much anymore. I also like the reverse: to hide things. I hid a hard candy under the lid of my roommate’s deoderant for her to find, one in the toe of one of her socks . . . Actually, I don’t know if this is as much a talent as it is a hobby. I do have a whimsical streak.

Sunshine could just be an overweight middleage guy thats too lazy to get off the couch to get another beer.

  1. Well, I am a jack of all trades. Can fix/repair most anything. Acquire new skills fast.

  2. I have too good of a memory, for instance I can recall being in a place three years ago, I can remember the smell of the air, things around the room, my mood, whether I had a cold at the time, the tamber of voices…etc…it gets scary sometimes.

  3. I play a mean guitar.

I can’t think of any others.