The one I referred to is full of road rage every day of the year, walks into a big store with his hat shoved way back on his head (glances at a few prices then announces as I flee to the other end of the building "We're getting f---ed."), at age 50 works as a bag boy at a grocer, says he will have no close girlfriends so long as aids is out there, won't go out in a crowd (to a rock concert for instance). I called him approximately the same intelligence only because he is so well versed in astronomy and because he has such a widespread knowledge that stands him good in games of trivia or watching Jeopardy. Left handed compliment? I think not. I rarely even pay attention to which hand a person uses to pick his/her nose.
Um, so what are you getting him for Christmas?
Happy holiday to you and your siblings and to everyone, lefties and righties, have a fine weekend.
I haven't seen or heard from him since 1991.
Lefty here.
I've had no special difficulties, except for the odd butter knife and punch server with a lip on the wrong side, although shoe tie-ing was an ordeal. Could not get it until my left-handed aunt showed me --once-- and have been an accomplished shoe tie-er ever since.
I do all my scissors work with the left hand, even with right-handed scissors, because I can't work them right-handed.
I used to play the guitar right-handed, which is a bit of an overstatement since I barely played at all.
I think all left-handers are forced to be a little ambidextrious, because some tools and systems cannot be handled any other way.
There was a study a few years ago that indicated left-handers died younger than right-handers on average, which depressed me for awhile.
Probably stress, greyfan. Hopefully you will avoid that condition.
Every year that passes, edgar, reduces the odds of dying too young, though the crucial years lie yet before me.
-52 and still counting-
