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Being ravnos' roomate, yes, Tim Burton and Danny Elfman get a fair amount of blame.
My parents freely admit they had a lot to do with it.
I would also blame those awful tie die shirts with animals on them that I wore as a kid in the early 90s. They were obviously inspired by acid trips, and I was subjected to their awesomely trippy imagery almost daily, either by wearing one or having a friend who did. That can't have been good for my sanity.
The wonderfully fresh air and water in New Jersey.
Hell, growing up in New Jersey in general. O.o -
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CommentAuthorSpiraltwist
- CommentTimeDec 2nd 2007
I was born.
I was four, maybe five, and a lady came up to me while I was playing in the park and told me I was an abomination and I shouldn't even exist. She then just walked away.
I lived and breathed boks. Craved the outdoors. Refused to conform simply because everyone else was doing it. Didn't make me the most popular kid, but I had the most self-confidence. And more importantly, a mother who encouraged my curiousity, no matter how odd, as long as anything that lived and crawled stayed outside the house. -
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I was four, maybe five, and a lady came up to me while I was playing in the park and told me I was an abomination and I shouldn't even exist. She then just walked away.
Are you being serious? Because if you are, that's the best thing in life.
and @bschory: Tie dye is one of the awesomest inventions known to man. -
My father was always a very distant sort of person, and I inherited that trait closely... I see the world from a vantage point roughly 3 or 4 feet behind, above, and slightly to the left of my own head, more like a personal CCTV feed. Things happen, and I watch. I'm a little more participatory nowadays, but still a ways to go.
So as a result, I live in my own imagination. But thats okay - they know me in here. -
Adam, in your imagination, your daydreams; do you also see those from a outside perspective? In mine, I see things from a camera view. My imagination has cuts, pans, zooms and what-have-you. It's kinda odd. I'm never able to shove my point of view inside my own head.
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CommentAuthorMonkeyBusiness
- CommentTimeDec 3rd 2007
I've thought about it and I still don't know. Maybe my major social anxiety issues, Ren and Stimpy as a toddler, having a weird older brother, my art teacher Mr. McColl, my extreme indecisiveness and my tendency when growing up to quantify every aspect of my life in charts and graphs. I don't do that so much now. -
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Being too smart too young
Eidetic memory and grown-up books before I was old enough for them to work for me
Deficit in human interaction at the formative stage.
Psychosis
Being bullied from as soon as I encountered other humans until I was 6'2.
Being a Muslim pissed off with nearly every other Muslim. Gaaar.
Could just be me. But now I'm smiley, and they don't realise I'm insane until it's too late. But I am a beneficent master... -
Bullied by other kids from an early age and I had no friends until I was 12. By then I knew I was different, I was proud of it too, full of hatred for everything conformist and bland, and it spiraled downwards from there.
I finally broke the spiral at the end of the 90:s but I still cannot be part of the mainstream, no matter how I try I'm always an outsider in every group, a black sheep with nuclear eyebeam lasers. -
Growing up with the influence of nothing but women, and a psychopathic brother.
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Oh, women. No surprise at all that they made you weird.
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Half Korean, raised as an only child by my white, anti-social, Southern Baptist, alcoholic, sci-fi geek father in the South. My mother was 90% absentee and is totally crazy in the head. That in itself is enough to break anyone's brain. I was also blessed with an overabundance of intelligence and forced to be educated and socialized with those far, far less able to think properly than me.
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I've seen a couple of "bullied" comments....any one ever run into their grade school bullies, years later?
I did, in a bar. The guy who bullied me through most of grade school would up being a thoughtful, intelligent person, who actually and sincerely apologized for all the shit he did to me. It was pretty cool.
Then we got drunk and beat the shit out of HIS grade school bully. Good times! -
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CommentAuthorhemlock_martini
- CommentTimeDec 3rd 2007
I think my dad had a lot to do with it--strange humor, intellectualism, love of music and psychedelic influences are his domain in my life.
I think a lot of it also comes from being told repeatedly as a child that I was a genius par excellence, and spending my time in school as if it were true, breezing through classes while remaining emotionally unstable and socially stunted. Naturally, I spent most of my college years either smacking my face against academic walls or moping in my room, wondering why nobody liked me. It took me until 22 years of age to realize that I couldn't spend my entire life staying in my head all the time, and that I actually had to work hard to succeed in anything and actively not be an asshole to people.
As for other influences, I blame sci-fi of all stripes, cult movies, too much late night TV from pre-cable times, Weird Al Yankovich's "Dare To Be Stupid," Ben Edlund's original black-and-white issues of "The Tick," and Rocky Horror. -
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I was always the smallest kid in class, not terribly strong or co-ordinated and liked science fiction/fantasy and comic books. Being small and not so sporty, I learned pretty early on that I could keep the bullies at a distance by 1) finding better victims for them and 2) being entertaining. Since doing the former always made me feel horrible about myself, I preferred to play around with the latter as much as possible. And when you're a kid, weird usually equals entertaining. So there you go. Plus, I had a pretty weird dad and strange uncles (and I mean that in the good way, not the creepy way).
I was already plenty weird by the time I discovered Warren, so I won't blame him for this one. -
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CommentAuthorscreaming meat
- CommentTimeDec 3rd 2007
Behaviour inhibitors, electric shocks, crotch-rot whiskey and rutting with TVs. -
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Probably what made me the most weird was my insistence to cope with everything and have an unrivaled need for excellence.
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For me, it was a progression from Looney Tunes to Southpark. That, and for some reason or another I was really into ICP and the such for a good 6 or 7 years.
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I've seen a couple of "bullied" comments....any one ever run into their grade school bullies, years later?
Last I hear the kid who used spent a couple of years just knocking me over and chasing me at recess had maybe gotten some girl pregnant and was going exactly no where in life.
I did, in a bar. The guy who bullied me through most of grade school would up being a thoughtful, intelligent person, who actually and sincerely apologized for all the shit he did to me. It was pretty cool.
Then we got drunk and beat the shit out of HIS grade school bully. Good times!
This might be the best thing ever. I got past wanting to beat up the kid who beat me up when I realized I could kick the shit out of him no problem. Knowing I can means I don't have to I guess. I'm not sure that had much to do with my character though, I just got good at taking a wide stance so he couldn't push me over at all. Frustrating that kid was always the highlight of my day. -
There are many, many little influences that made me "weird" I guess.
The biggest one? Asperger's syndrome that went undiagnosed until I was, oh, 32?
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- CommentAuthorhelloMuller
- CommentTimeDec 3rd 2007
My dad force feeding me Asimov, Clarke, Bradbury and telling me mad stories before I was 10.
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