What is your kryptonite?

I’m pretty good at most things I set my mind to. I find that I am blessed with the ability to pick up on most things that I take on, whether they require physical or mental capacity.

In the physical side, although I obviously don’t have the build to be an offensive lineman, or the big guy on the local rugby team, I have great hand-to-eye, foot-to-eye, foot-to-hand, hand-to-foot, sound-to-reaction coordination and am quite quick on my feet, so I can make up for the inability to block some big 300 pound ufcker by running around him, out-flank him, fake him out, and score/get past/beat him/her that way.

I’m also quite decent at most things mental, and enjoy breaking down how things work, why things work, and what things are.

Finally, having had the chance to live in several different countries, I picked up a few languages along the way. Knowing the way different language structure their sentences, words, and numbers has also helped in many other situations in life.

But even the mightiest have their weaknesses. I have 2 that I can think of right away.

1) One many people know about already is - Menu reading.
To me, a menu is a disaster. A challenge I really don’t look forward to. There is so much stuff to try and process, analyze, decide upon, think about, and look at, that I get overwhelmed pretty much every time. I just sit there staring at the menu while people around me savor their meal they’re about to order. They’re able to pair up an appetizer/salad with an entrée, and sometimes even know what they’ll want for dessert. While this is going on for everyone else, all I see is a big blob of words, food items and adjectives blending together like an unsalted alphabet soup.
Like staring a complex painting with tons of stuff going, I sit there unable to process the information. And if you add people talking around me to the mix, it’s all over. How do you expect me to hold a conversation or listen to someone else’s story telling, while trying to decipher the meaning of life in a fancy tri-fold.

If the world were up to me, all restaurants would be required to have pictures of their meals. Because multiple pictures... that I can process!

2) The other is meanings of songs. I can’t tell you how many times people talk about what songs are about, and it just becomes ‘white-noise’ to me. For the life of me, I have a really really difficult time making out words in songs, little less full sentences. Then you expect me put all those sentences together and figure out the hidden meaning as if it were a clue to reach the next stage in some board game? Not a chance.
All I look for in a song, is, a good melody, and some catchy words here an there. Usually the chorus is a good place to start. I can sing the 3 or 4 lines of the chorus, but I can’t begin to tell you what the 3 or 4 lines mean to the song. Just let me sing my lines, and let me hum the tunes, and I’ll be happy. And if I happen to happily be singing along to a song about some guy’s tearjerker story of how his dog died in a horrible car wreck, and how his life has been nothing but misery; then just let me be.

Oh yeah, don’t even get me started on how many words I totally make up just so that I can sing along to a song. Whatever fits closely is good enough for me! All this is probably why I'm not a giant fan of Rap. i just don't understand what's being said. Take the Beasite Boys. People love the Beastie Boys. Unless it's:
"Brass Monkey, you funky monkey." or "Whatcha whatcha whatcha want? whatcha want?", I'm pretty lost.

Here's another Beasite Boys song the way i sing it:
What you know so we get by
What you be to we make fly
wayadoyacha na na na coffee and cream

Anyway, what is your Kryptonite?