I know that the title of my web site seems a little, well, weird to those who don't know me. Even for those that do, I suppose the connotations of "weird" don't necessarily fit their vision of me. The word "weird" can bring to mind the strange and grotesque, the mutated and perverse. Yet here I am, proudly (or perhaps defiantly) referring to myself and my interests as "weird."
I suppose that a part of it is because I was called weird (or some derivation) so often while in school. I have never really fit in with my peers, my community, or even with societal expectations. Rather than take offense at this difference, I embrace it. I am weird, and uniquely so. Sometimes my weirdness is in my conformity to the "norm" while still obviously sitting outside of it. I don't fit easily into the categories in which people are usually defined. Even in the realm of geeks and nerds, I feel that I sit apart.
Truthfully, a good part of my weirdness is that I am rather content with myself. Sure, there are things that I would like to improve, but even my oddities are something for me to celebrate rather than avoid. "I celebrate myself and sing myself ..."
Soon after I arrived in Fairbanks for the first time, and after I had knocked on every door in my dorm, I decided to set myself apart. I bought a bunch of construction paper, markers, glue, and moss. I then made my dorm room door look like a castle wall, with moss between the "bricks," a construction paper sconce and torch, and the title "The Land of the Weird."
Weird, no?
I suppose that a part of it is because I was called weird (or some derivation) so often while in school. I have never really fit in with my peers, my community, or even with societal expectations. Rather than take offense at this difference, I embrace it. I am weird, and uniquely so. Sometimes my weirdness is in my conformity to the "norm" while still obviously sitting outside of it. I don't fit easily into the categories in which people are usually defined. Even in the realm of geeks and nerds, I feel that I sit apart.
Truthfully, a good part of my weirdness is that I am rather content with myself. Sure, there are things that I would like to improve, but even my oddities are something for me to celebrate rather than avoid. "I celebrate myself and sing myself ..."
Soon after I arrived in Fairbanks for the first time, and after I had knocked on every door in my dorm, I decided to set myself apart. I bought a bunch of construction paper, markers, glue, and moss. I then made my dorm room door look like a castle wall, with moss between the "bricks," a construction paper sconce and torch, and the title "The Land of the Weird."
Weird, no?
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