Years ago (once upon a time) my husband Andrew and a friend were puttering around a bookstore, when they came upon a "Where's Waldo?" book.  What happened next is the stuff of mythology, but suffice it to say that, as they flipped through the pages, Andrew apparently displayed a super human talent for finding Waldo: "There's Waldo! There's Waldo!  There's Waldo!"

You get the picture.

From that day forth (based on that skill and Andrew's friend's talent for recognizing obscure voiceover actors), the guys developed a theory: everybody has a "Waldoism."  And a Waldoism is defined as a idiot savant talent that is pretty much useless.

My Waldoism, according to Andrew, is that I can taste any food and instantly and succinctly describe it by referencing some (generally inedible or unrelated) item.  And, to Andrew's chagrin, this often means that I ruin a food that he was previously enjoying (i.e. "That lime Tic-Tac tastes like Tang and Pledge combined" or "That rice-soy vanilla ice cream tastes like Kaopectate." etc.)

Other Waldoisms include "Name That Tune" and, a gift my friend Vanessa possesses, "Name That Love Child," which includes spotting someone on the street and immediately being able to name the two celebrities who could have parented the poor fool.

So, what is your Waldoism??  I want to hear good ones!  I'm off to Miami and I want to deplane to discover a million amazing examples.  Pretty please?

xo – N.