It was a Sunday.....

Let's talk about a Prick. I might get serious for a minute......

"Perhaps certain arcane systems of logic, mathematics, music, and stories - particularly remote and fantastic ones - have been passed down from phenotype to phenotype, in parallel with the DNA that helped shape minds which would know exactly what to do with these strange and elegant creations."

My son has Asperger's Syndrome. For those of you that won't click on the link, the easiest and oversimplified way to explain Asperger's, which is an Autism Spectrum Disorder (or ASD), is a very high functioning Autism. Why is this important? Well, it will help explain some things later. He often says, "Living in this world is like living behind tempered glass that has spider web cracks or that glass you find in bathrooms. The people can't see me but the light still comes in without hindrance. I can see out but everything is distorted. I want to talk to you. I want to touch you. I just can't get beyond the glass and you can't see me as I am. We are always divided by an invisible barrier. If I couldn't see the world through the glass, maybe it wouldn't bother me." I asked him once, when he was younger, if it were possible would he want to be cured. He responded, "I'm not sick." Pretty simple. The truth is, who would he be without the A.S? We are not simply our abilities or our views or our morals. We are all of those things and so much more. A.S is a part of who he is, but it does not, singularly, define him.

That is a portion of his back story.

It's not OCD........ Probably.

Alright... It totally is.....


My favorite (or favourite if you're not from here) candy is Tic Tacs, specifically, the cherry passion variety. It tends to be more of an addiction than an indulgence. Here is my issue: I don't like the different colors to touch each other. It drives me mad, as in bat shit crazy, not angry. I have to empty them all out and divide them into colors.

I'm unemployed for a living....

Also: I'm kind of a liar....

I keep saying I'm going to update all the time, recycle, quit smoking and be a decent human being. I've done (maybe) one of those things. In my defense, I do continue to keep quitting smoking cigarettes. I'm quitting...again. Okay. I'm more in the process of quitting. Listen! I don't care. There you have it. Only.... I do care or I wouldn't be talking about it...again. I want to get here so bad, I can taste it. Metaphorically, of course, you can't really taste Ireland. Or maybe you can. I'm sure someone has, at least, licked Ireland once or twice. We live in a world of orally fixated people. Which is probably why I smoke.

I've been unemployed for a little more than a month now. It's not as fun as I thought wanted it to be in real life. I use my free time to do good for the world make YouTube videos and write a story that has been in my head for the last 15 years. Since I have horrible grammar, it's a slow process. Also; I have the attention span of a squirrel goldfish. So, while I'm thinking about it, here's a video to watch that I edited. You can only view it in America because, Sony hates the rest of you, apparently. You should all write them and tell them they are assholes.

I QUIT

In which I drone on about stuff in real life.


I quit or I'm in the process of quitting smoking. It sucks. Don't let anyone tell you it doesn't suck. Have you seen this commercial? Yeah, it's kind of, exactly like that. But the benefits will outweigh the suck in the end. Plus, I can't smoke anywhere other than my yard, my car and in the bathroom at the bar (but I totally have to blame it on the girl in the next stall who is even more wasted than me).




At least once a week I will post visual aids for my own motivation. I will be a world traveler. Because what I really want to do is get lost in Ireland all by myself. Maybe even kiss a pretty boy. It's pretty decent motivation but so is money and health.

I drink and William Shakespeare makes me cry

In which I had a good time.


I had my second annual date with Michelle to see Shakespeare Uncork'd. We had a few cocktails of the Vodka kind. Pissed off some dude by being on our wireless devices and on Twitter instead talking to each other or him. Whatever. Walked into the amphitheater almost on time. I loved it! This year was Much Ado About Nothing. I thought it was even better than last year. I laughed. I cried. I tried to hide my crying until I heard Michelle sniffling beside me. YES! I was not alone in my nerdiness.





After the show we went to the Peony (not the plants but the bar) We had a few more cocktails. I think I super-sized mine by this point.