In the early nineties I wrote the following letter to our City newspaper. It was my response to Ian Haysom’s positive article endorsing the import of eccentrics from
I’ve canceled my lobotomy, and framed your article to my fridge, (Our country’s deliverance – more eccentrics Feb18) Thanks to you I no longer feel like one of life’s misfits, and I’m dearly considering moving to
As an eccentric my father called me an extrovert, where my mother preferred odd ball. Yes, I’m creative flamboyant and parade around with big hair. Friends tell me I’m never boring, while relatives find me a bitter pill to swallow. That’s okay though because I’ve been adopted by a whole gamut of interesting people, some whom are of conservative flavor.
Your article was a great affirmation to the worth of uniqueness. I’m sending all my friend’s copies and entering one into my daughters scrap book, just in case eccentricity is inherent.
Nose piercing here I come! Thanks to you I may go though with having my nose pierced on my fortieth birthday, only if it doesn’t hurt!
I went ahead, had my nose pierced right on the day of my fortieth, and haven't looked back. Another eccentric feat was to marry myself along with my friend Violette and her two childhood friends. I basically made a commitment to honor the spirit within, nourish and love it, no matter what, with or without a partner. Even though life can be roller coaster ride of unknowns, I have been ecstatically happy ever since. Scroll to the bottom of the page of this link for more crazy pictures of the wedding, one of which ended up in a local paper.Check out Malcolm in the middle! Not only are we eccentrics at play, please remember "girls just wanna have fun!"
To my dear blog friends, so sorry I haven't posted lately I have an out of town guest whose company I am sorely enjoying! I have the joy of Christmas spirit too!