The Dino-Aspie Ex-Café (for Those 40+... or feeling creaky)

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Thanks, Krex! It's now called "Prove Your Smart and Feed the Hungry Masses!!"

is there still a little room for me on page 900 ?
*jump jump jump*




hey fisk, what a surprise to see you in the café !
(yeah the one under the table is me )

You may want to edit that to "Prove You're Smart and Feed the Hungry Masses!"

(Any excuse to get a word in before the 900th page gets filled!)

As usual, Lau has my spelling and grammar covered!

And that would be why the title isn't "I can prove I am smarter then you AND feed the starving masses". They wouldn't have far to go to prove they are indeed smarter than me.

Hi everyone. Haven't been here lately for several reasons, all boring to anyone but me probably. Doing lots of flower planting and yard work. Cleaning shelves and bookcases. Writing. Reading. Getting my head shrunk.

Welcome back CC...hows the shrinking going? Can you get your hats on now?

Merle....I question the reality of everything all the time...a bit unsetteling but I keep being wrong and noticing how other keep being wrong and it's not that I don't believe there is a TRUTH but that I am jst not sure any of us bright enough to see it ?

I questioned if I was an alcoholic by the deffinition that AA defined it. I drank because I wanted to go see bands and dance and could only do those things drunk. I drank because I wanted to find a boyfriend and it was the only way I could stand to be around people...and they seem to like me better when I'm drunk (and I am more tolerant of them as well cause it shuts my brain up and I stop analysing everything...sweet release) When I stopped even trying to do any of those things I no longer thought I needed to drink,so I was obviously NOT an alcoholic....So it was OK to have a Mikes Lemonade...only one a night with my sister as a taste treat and reward for working hard that day..yummy, reminded me of my favorite drink...ameredo and lemon. But Mikes got so expenssive to buy, so I figured the most economic thing was to buy a large generic bottle of Ameredo and mix in a bit of lemon flavor to make my own "Mikes"....When I was drinking Mikes I never got a "buzz",slow drinker but I eventually noticed when I made my own I was "vibrating" and the hours were just flying by(my sister had moved out so no one to notice). I stopped. Maybe I'm not an alcoholic as the warned me....(fallying down,slobbering,starting the apartment on fire)but I was using a chemical to stop feeling and thinking....close call.

Every day I question being aspie...am,am not,am, am not....it is my brain ..to doubt and question...if that isn't aspie I don't know what it is.

ok, now where the hell did they think they could fence this without it being noticed as "hot" (aka, stolen?)????

http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/england/somerset/4090676.stm

Wowee-Kazowee page 900 and I probably posted too late....
Any plans for a One Thousand Page party?

for those of you who've ever gone to grad school, enjoy it while it's here


http://www.vimeo.com/852637

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I just wanted to share this with you all as it made me laugh really hard.
Mitchell and Webb, less than 2 minutes long, "Can People Levitate?"
[youtube]http://youtube.com/watch?v=ZDNgmdGMpuY[/youtube]

Nan has had WAY too many cups of coffee again. She's reading stuff like this and going "huh. How bout dat?"

http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/24162461/

I suppose this has been done a skillion times but I had never been a part of it before this.

As I have said before, The Wife and I lead a gypsy life style for some years. Worked for one of the bigger engineering company's in the world and they had an off shoot Archaeology money maker, which was us and a select crew. What was nice about this company is they kept the wife and I together and the crews at large were fairly static in who they were. So we met and re-met a lot during the course of the years. Pete had borrowed a lawn gnome (from some neighbors back in his home town), a big one, probably 2-3 feet in height and as we moved up and down the east coast in the course of our work, he would take said gnome to high points of the general area and take pictures. That gnome was at the beach, many times, in the mountain sceneries of way too many states, city settings, you name it, if there was something to be looked for, he was there. The pictures were then mailed back to the owners. No black mail, it was always a "wish you were here".

Yup nothing like a lawn gnome flying kites on the beach near Rehoboth Beach, Delaware in the spring time or in the ski country of Vermont in the fall. The poor little bugger suffered as well. Heat and foul air on Staten Island that not only cooked the egg on the sidewalk, it cooked the chicken too. Blizzard in Albany with temperatures and wind chill that probably froze his poor little gnome stone... well maybe he didn't have any, I never looked. I did and they sure was froze.

If he ever took it back they probably put the little guy in therapy. I do think the pictures of him at the constant crew parties might have had them concerned for his very soul.
He was hard to read in a poker game though, I don't think I ever paid my IOU's back either. He was good at that game.

Railway of the future:
[youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JvL6rb1EgaI[/youtube]

Gromit! I didn't know there was a little Gromit running around, or should I say peddling around, out there! How sweet!!