Rowdy Smith assigned me 6 unknown things about Me! Do I listen? No. Here's 12.
Here goes:

1 ) I have a form of synesthesia that allows me to see numbers and letters in color. I don't see dead people, but I see patterns in everything. I kept it secret, because I thought I was crazy.

2) When 5 years old from peer pressure (from my cousins) tried to steal a red delicious apple from front yard orchard and got caught in mid swipe. I failed as a thief so didn't pursue as a career.

3) I'm the only human male birth on Wake Island, USA in mid Pacific until shown otherwise. My birth certificate is notarized by the FAA and I'm registered by the U.S. Department of the Interior.

4) I've been cooking my own omelets' since I've been 8 years old.

5) I Can crack a VHS cassette in half like an egg with both hands and crack an egg with one hand.

6) My childhood neighborhood was called "Maple Leaf". I thought I lived in the land of "Make-Believe", hopped on my big wheel and could not for the life of me find Mr. Rogers' house.

7) Favorite brush with greatness? Sports? Porn? Movies? TV? When 6 years old went to men's room and who standing next to me at urinal on my right was childhood clown, JP Patches. Realized he p*ssed just like any other human being.

Once and only once showed my date it was important to check pepper spray for 'shelf life'. I sprayed away from us as we were walking on sidewalk as the wind blew it into our faces.

9) My OCD was so bad when I was 13 years old, I HAD to tap every knob, handle, lever and faucet three times before walking away. I became conscience of it and simply stopped. Or have I?

10) I tried and failed concealing from my parents, third degree burns on my right-side of my neck from homemade firework mishap. I wore my jammies to the dinner table with my collar buttoned all the way to the top in JULY. What gave me away?

11) When I was 19, I had a severe allergic reaction allergy meds and had a psychotic episode that caused me to drive with my window rolled down yelling at other drivers, run to the woods to harvest wild berries and bake from scratch a cobbler. Threaten my mom with a kitchen knife and spit said cobbler because it had a bitter taste. In fact, everything tasted bitter.

12) Oh, and been donating blood since I was 17 to impress a pretty girl. First time I did it, my anxiety sent my blood pressure way up and she was on the cot next to me. HA! Not a good way to make a lasting impression.