Due to an overwhelming amount of mucus and sneezing, the following will have to suffice:
Here is some generally paranoid and possibly quite scary wierdness, if you are into the idea that a lot of things are not coincidental when they pertain to very powerful, interested groups. For more on this vein, go to New World Disorder.
I came across a site about the culture and history of Wales, and it made me think back to an ex-boyfriend of mine who was Welsh. Owain, we shall call him. It was with him that I realized I had a bizarre pattern for dating. A couple of common characteristics of the men I have dated are: 1) myopia was a must, or blindness in one eye, or a lack of proper binocular vision despite having sight in both eyes, and 2) if he had a brother, his brother had a third nipple, or even a fourth nipple, which the mention of would cause serious discomfort for the sibling. I have never once dated a well-sighted fellow, and of the men I have seriously dated, two or three of them had brothers with extraneous nipples. I have never been able to draw a line between these commonalities, but they seem to come as a package for some reason. What fascinates me is that the extraneous nipple thing spilled over into my non-dating life as well. I have a female friend who only found her two tiny extraneous nipples after swimming in a cold lake naked with a friend. She had always dismissed them as funny moles, but her friend saw the little erect mounds, new exactly what they were, and pronounced them nipples.