Pondering the cause of my weirdness...

I blame my mom.

I think she let me drink the Enoree creek water when I was a kid. There were weird tumor-headed fish in that creek. We called them 'knotty-heads'. At some point you'd think my parents would have gotten a clue and said "Hmmm...yew reckin thar's pollushun in that thar crick...?"

*sigh*

Well, Heck naw! I reckin' them's just rar En'ree catfeesh.