Odd confessions.

Even if it's not an action movie, I tune out action scenes. We already know who's going to win; can you quit dicking around and just win already?

My taste in music is literally omnivorous. One minute I might be listening to an anime theme song, the next to the heaviest of heavy metal, and then to tribal drums.

edited 3rd Mar '17 5:03:20 AM by ArilouLaLeeLay

Oddly enough I am similar, I don't really care if its Linkin Park or Chopin as I am not really particular about any music I like. I don't anything about Music Theory, I just know what I like.

I'm in that club as well. I've never actually encountered a genre of music that I don't like. I perform mostly classical, jazz, blues, and musical theater. I live in one of the birthplaces of hip hop culture so I'm always surrounded by that kind of music and like it too. And I listen to just about everything else. Why limit yourself?

I know a lot about musical theory and that just makes me respect all styles of music more

edited 4th Mar '17 5:12:36 AM by Cailleach

My humor is incredibly phallic.

It's either repressed urges, or force of habit. Honestly, I'm game for either.

My humor is incredibly flatulent, with a side of slapstick and puns. Is that what normal thirtysomething women find funny? If not, they're missing out.

Saw this a few minutes ago and nearly shot coffee out my nose: "Saskatchewan has huge methane reserves – it must be one of the flatus places on Earth."

Even in the original book, I've always thought the Cheshire Cat was the scariest character in Alice In Wonderland.

Ah, come on, I'm late for the music tastes party too?!

Anyway. I come from a family of eclectic music tastes: My dad listened to a lot of rock and metal from the 70's but is always one to find new artists through online radio services, my mother took a music appreciation course in college and sang in a choir in high school, and my brother... just soaks up whatever strikes his fancy. So naturally, I adopted much the same eclectic tastes. To give an idea of that, the first 10 tracks in my music mix are currently Squeezit the Moocher, Carousel, Yankee Doodle, 7 Minutes and Pushing the Sky, Hoe Bus^* Ask the Synchtube Coven., So Alive and No New Tale to Tell, Temple of Time, and Moonchild.

The weird bit, however, is that when I was really little (think 4 or 5), I hated music. I think the term we used was "There's no music in my world." Because of this, my dad views the fact that I listen to any type of music as a victory (though he doesn't rub it in my face).

edited 5th Mar '17 12:58:18 PM by WilliamRadarStorm

This might not count as an odd confession per se, but it turns out one of my ancestors came directly from the Mayflower.

I have no idea who my ancestors were. I come from a line of sketchy folks who kept poor records.

My ancestor was a horse thief in the American Revolution who stole the horse of a British general.

Can't remember the name though...

IIRC, the earliest traceable ancestor of mine is a Russian soldier from the 1800s who married a Finnish woman and settled here.

My great grandfather on my dad's side had to flee Italy because he was a Communist, so he came to New York and joined the Mob. My great grandmother allegedly murdered him. I may still have some cousins involved in the business...

I'm thankful to whoever decided to Anglicize the spelling of my family name because the original Gaelic is a pain in the ass for English speakers to spell/pronounce. I just hope the change wasn't forced.

My last name has a vowel to consonant ratio of 2:1. It's got no business having that many vowels, and barely anyone who doesn't speak Italian says it right on the first try.

For a long time, I was convinced that the Komodo Dragon was completely invulnerable to everything and that if even one reached a populated area, it would kill everyone without any problem.

How did so many of you trace your ancestry back so far

There are web sites, organizations, and whole libraries devoted to genealogical research, at least in the US. Plus, some families just keep good records.

I know it because some family member commissioned a genealogical study years back. I've forgotten most of it but that one is burned into my mind.

I can't remember much of my genealogy, but most of the older relatives I know were involved in most wars.

One even worked on the Manhattan Project.

Now, for an odd confession:

I still have a blanket I've owned since I was a baby, somewhere. (Most certainly not in my bed. At all.)

COOOOOOL.

The Manhattan Project is one of my pet interests; not necessarily the science side of it, but the logistics. They had to build and maintain new cities, fill them with scientists, deal with the scientists' families, and keep the whole thing classified.

"How was your day, honey?" "Sorry, that's classified."

I don't know if I had strong opinions about anything but I tend to change in light of new information.

I know very little about my ancestry except that it involves convicts.

Bloody hell I'm a stereotype.

I don't care about my ancestry because again, history of any kind bores me to tears.

Also, everyone on my dad's side of the family was a dumbass with hideously poor hygeine, which is why they all died in their 40s.

Well, ancestry can be pretty interesting, especially when it comes to learning more about yourself. For example, I'm related to Sir Francis Drake.