sorry this is long. i'm actually confused about his type and was hoping people could help me out. i'm going to see him a bit over the next few days so i figured it'd be fun to know. pictures below.
-frequently seems frustrated and yells, but not really at anyone. talks a lot to people, though it appears more like he's talking to himself. often makes a shrugging movement that seems to be saying "that's life" or "who knows?".
-Is made fun of for being the "cheap-o" of the family. Frequently says things like "$2 for coffee?! I can make coffee for 1/10 of that." Yells at me when he finds out how much money I spend on things, but then he goes "what do i care? it's your money" when I try to justify my purchases.
-runs and is in the best shape of anyone in the family. likes to eat and cook. seems to be very aware of certain styles of furniture and clothing.
-frequently the butt of everyone's jokes. seems to be a very easy target. does cheesy things like dresses as a set of die (with his wife) for halloween.
-is a bit of a "character." when i was around 8 years old, I remember that he would come to our house uninvited, possibly out of boredom. He did a great job "making himself at home," as he seemed oblivious to the idea that he was disrupting anything. Usually he would raid our refrigerator, cook himself dinner, and proceed to hijack my Nintendo, spending the entire time playing Duck Hunt while my sister and I sat on the couch observing him like he was some sort of alien life form.
-had sort of physical space control issues when I was younger, though he's gotten much better. For example, he didn't used to let people wear seat belts in his car because he complained that then he'd have to fix them when they got messed up. He also was obsessed with keeping the gravel in front of his house tidy. Everyone criticized him for this sort of behavior. When I was a kid I would tease him that he spent his mornings strategically positioning each gravel pebble. I would also make a point to mess up all the gravel every time I left his house. He totally knew that I was doing it and it became sort of like a running joke. Recently, though, he saved all of his old living room furniture for me to have, which essentially blocked off a room of his house for 3 months. Everyone thought that was surprisingly nice of him.
-thinks that my mom is way too strict. His views on parenting were expressed once as "what the fuck do i care what my daughter does after she goes to college?! It's her life." His wife seems to have done all the teaching and nurturing aspects of the parenting. he was very dependable in terms of things like driving his daughter to extracurriculars, friend's houses, etc.
-seems to have very little drama with his wife. i think they've fought 3 times in the 20 years they've been married. I know this because each time my aunt came over to our house crying that she had no idea what was going on and that someone needed to talk to him. This happened when I was younger so I don't remember it too well, but from what I recall my uncle just seemed like he had exploded from some sort of frustration. It never really seemed like his anger was directed at my aunt or their relationship, though.
-one of my aunts does not particularly like him because he's "uncouth" or something and has never invited her to his house for dinner. he's commented to me that he feels sorry that his daughter is always sort of snubbed by this aunt. i told him what i thought were my aunt's problems with him- he seemed completely surprised that she _had_ a problem- and suggested that he remedy it by inviting her for dinner. he wasn't entirely receptive to this, got defensive and went "i''m not going to do something just because she wants me to"
-i called him a few months ago because i had never painted an apartment before and wanted advice. He proceeded to give me super detailed instructions on what to do, stopping in between each direction to say something like "painting is a pain in the butt. you may just want to hire someone to do it." He also repeated the information about 4 times. To me, this was slightly funny because I felt like "you don't have to go into _that_ level of detail when I haven't even decided if I'm going to paint," but I got the feeling that he needed to talk to someone or something so I sort of "uh-d" him until he finished.
-seems to be a sort of victim of dramatic irony. He saved up for a really nice trip around Italy. On the first 2 days of the vacation he insisted that he wanted to touch the water in lake como, despite being warned not to; ended up falling in, and broke his arm. He spent the rest of the trip sort of bemoaning his bad luck. When I heard this, I honestly could not stop laughing because this is exactly the kind of thing that would happen (only) to him.
-of the cousin-uncle pairings we have probably the least developed relationship, though we do bond a bit every christmas eve because we both really like a "Christmas Story." my uncle will often quote the whole movie the entire time.