Loved your post - I hope congratulations from a weird count.
I have reached 76, but it is not due to age, I've been considered weird ever since I was a kid. Though I am in many ways as you described, I am not lonely, though never married, but I have a friend or two and family who love me - as my niece said to me, "I don't understand you, but I love you like a father."
Maybe I differ from your prototype, in that I am soft and can rarely say 'no'.
Thanks, I enjoyed reading your analysis
(I've sometimes wondered whether a club for weirds would do well, but then I decided it is not likely I'd enjoy having them around me. Maybe just one or two at a time...)
Thank you Arthur. Sometimes being weird can also be a recipe for longevity because one avoids the drama associated with having lots of friends. I am the same way as you - a few good friends; it is almost summer time and people are busy so it feels even more quiet in my world, but I stay busy with art and projects as well.
Until 15 years ago, the British loved eccentrics - which was one of the reasons I loved and admired the British. Unfortunately they have changed...
Some of the other ways life has changed, which are weird:
salt used to be from the sea - now it is filled with chemicals that harm us, so, to be careful it means we must use salt taken from the tallest mountain in the world - the Himalayas (actually, I do not recall the details, but I think the tallest is actually a mountain deep in the ocean...
I had always planned on having myself cremated....now...I'm thinking of donating my body to MacDonalds for them to make hamburgers....
..and so it goes :))