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This morning, as a way of greeting me, my coworker-who-is-slightly-above-me said, "You're a weirdo."

I grinned & replied, "That's a helluva way to say 'Good Morning.' Anyway, what did I do that's so weird?"

He said he'd been looking at another coworker's MySpace page, found me, bounced over to my MySpace page, bounced onto SG, and then bounced onto my profile here. Evidently my love for Frito Pie struck both him & his wife as a trifle odd (or, as he put it, "fucking weird, man").

"All down the left side of the page, 'Frito Pie'."

"Oh, that. It's a running gag. Besides, it's good stuff."

"Yeah, but still that's pretty fucking weird, man."

I quoted my MOST HUMBLING MOMENT.

"Yep, that's one of 'em," as he grinned & shook his head.

"Well it's a good thing you didn't see my pics on SG. Then you'd know for sure I'm a weirdo." {Ed.--After all, what kind of man takes seven pictures of stuffed microbes overrunning his apartment? }

"Yeah, but still. I know I'm weird but at least I'm not online proving how weird I am."

I just grinned.