Susan Kruithof: I pinch my arm. Some people tap their leg, click a pen, or twirl their hair. My nervous habit is pinching my right arm. So much so that it has no feeling. Gross and yes, weird, I know.
Dan Nailen: Certainly not my complete collection of serial killer and gangster trading cards.
Ted Scheffler: You mean besides simultaneously loving Elvis, Cheap Trick, Tom Waits, Uriah Heep, Bruce Springsteen and Insane Clown Posse?
Rachel Piper: I hate kids, but I love children’s books, Disney movies, Hello Kitty and My Little Pony. I’m the female Michael Jackson without the musical talent (or the creepiness, I hope).
Scott Renshaw: There are some things even this paper can’t print.
Eric S. Peterson: Sometimes when I meet new people and am trying to make a good impression, I get a sudden fear that I will spontanesouly develop Tourette syndrome and start shouting profanities at them for no reason. Then I think how awkward that would be and lose track of what they’re saying.
Rachel Scott: My extensive collection of Star Trek TNG memorabilia.
Bryan Bale: The reason people perceive me as weird is because of my severe social ineptitude. The reason I’m actually weird is because I’m a borderline genius with mild retardation.
Lacey Nabozny: I have a “weird” obsession with men’s armpits and their deodorants.
Jesse Fruhwirth: I think the United States will experience an economic collapse around 2020 similar to the one in the USSR had in the 1990s. That used to make me weird, but as years pass, more people seem to agree.