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

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I did that, Nan. I drank my first drink and I never stopped until I took my last. When I get poison oak or ivy, I know I can't start scratching or I will not stop untili am scraped and bleeding and still find no satisfaction . Same with alcohol. : nods: unhuh.. I avoid it completely, I can't handle it.

Merle

My car tags are YTY 233 and the woman that cuts my hair says it is for "Your're Too Youthful"

Merle

Ya but you're the one when greating folks and use the "....I'm pushing 60..." I really don't always hate being the barer of bad news, but...you keep pushin, you're never going to get to it. (Think carrot on a stick.)

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I am in the fruity ice blocks section of the earth ! ! I want my fruity ice block, Chuck!

however last week when I barbequed chicken (oooooooh, my specialty!) I did toast some marshmellows after , never being patient I had to snatch it off the shihkabob skewers just at the first hint of toasted brown.

When I can remember the people here from one day to the next I come back because they know me. I used to get emails that brought me back to the community here, but the less I posted, the more I forgot to come back, Nan.

thanks for the fruity ice blocks, Chuck. It is a fine summer night.

Merle

You know how there's always these "Is it an Aspie thing to [insert trait or characteristic here]???" threads in the General Discussion board? Seems like it's been ages since there's been an "Is it an Aspie thing to totally not act your age???" thread, maybe somebody should go start one. Won't be me, I'd get blowtorched: "Yeah, yeah, we already know about YOU."

yeah, I greet folks, especially young folks, with my age on a badge. I got really chewed out by an Aspie right here on this talker that did not appreciate me hanging out with them when he found out I was 'old'. He got real mad at me cause he felt I wasn't being honest by not telling people around me I was old.

So now I "announce" so I don't offend. I could care less about age, I never grew up anyway. Sometimes I don't believe it myself I am going on 60, but I guess others do.

Merle

Well just for that person I would suggets using "I'm pushing 69"

I think Chuck got tired of looking for things and crashed on us. OR maybe he lost Chuck!!

I get sad when I think that you don't come here as much as you once did. Yours were the first posts that caught my eye when I started, and the ones I could relate to most. The only difference is that you have gone where I have only thought about going and I admire that. Please, don't wander away for too long,

Lauri

oh, I embrace your neck like a chubby child sticky with watermelon juice and a face smeared with melty marshmellows

I love you too, Lauri. . .

that lady that went psycho on you a couple of weeks ago? I felt sorry for her and later she went off on me, just so wreched she could have made me feel for just wanting her to not feel so alone. and I got burned. . .

hi it's my first post in the cafe, kinda nervous, been reading it all for days through and figure this is proably where i should be i'm 44 on aug 30th and after i read someone young got mad sorta about the age disclousure thing??did i read that right?? anyway have an autistic daughter she's 6 and my biggest joy in life, all her therapists kept saying i was a little aspie, took 2 of the online tests 44 out of 50 one one and 155 outta 200 on the other i think it was. I'm still a little freaked out by it but kinda allready knew deep down, it all makes perfect sense now that i'v read some of your posts. I live a kind of isolated life so this is really nice for me to sorta interact w/ others. I work and all but other than that i stay to myself alot ...don't want to bore you w/ my first post Instead of "talk your ears off," if i'm not careful" i'll type your eyes out". please feel free to pm me, i'v found out that i like to have mail when i come home from work. it's kinda nice. look forward to getting to know you all better.

Hi Reika (no relation to Leika in Lexx, I guess),

Always nice to have another mind in the mix.

Not that it's that close to you, I guess, but I watched the "Deadliest Catch" stuff, out of Dutch Harbour. Seeing that you're in that segment of the globe, I looked that up with Google Earth. Worst alignment of road maps with imagery I've seen yet - up to 300 yards off! That's... a one in thirty thousand error, versus the radius of the earth. Unacceptable.

Had a peer at Achorage... I gather half the population of Alaska live there. Do they all fit in the "Red Robin Gourmet Burgers"? (Sorry - I couldn't resist that!)

Also, don't forget to watch for that lunar eclipse on the 28th. Unlike here (no eclipse at all) and most of the rest of the Americas (not very spectacular), you should have the full business.

http://science.nasa.gov/headlines/y2007/images/dreamyeclipse/LE2007Aug28-Fig3.GIF

I may or may not have my sums right, but where you are it should be a red moon from 11pm to 2am, I think.

Nan's pointer to http://spaceweather.com gives the animation, but Merle's link was a slightly broken Cat.

Oh... and PS to Nan - what was the first painting you posted... I can't make my brain remember names and places, often, and the Getty doesn't seem to think it's got the thing at all! (And isn't it wierd - the image you posted for the Folies, on Wikipedia, there's a "red" version and the Getty itself shows a dull/black one.

OOOOh! <<<shivers>>> What a restless night! Woke up freezing to death, until I got Antarctica carpeted back up. Just settled in and dozed off when I awoke to a knock at the door: a small meat pudding practicing ballet steps!

"Can't a man sleep without all this distraction!", I cried, stomping off into my sacred woods. Whereupon visions of red moons to come danced in my head, to the tune of drunk owls.

But while I slept Postie returned Merle and Nan, and somebody new named reika, so all is good.

And Carol is back! (I thought you were cast to Valhalla!)

I have always loved this picture. I used to think her a bored woman standing off by herself serving alcohol to a throng of aristocrats. Now I see that she is Aspie, and lost deep in thought. The twinkling lights of the chandelier have entranced her. Probably miles away, even though at work, thinking of sun spots and nuclear fusion. Unaware that there is a man standing directly in front of her, according to the reflection in the mirror. Unaware of everything going on around her. Just her and her thoughts, which, unfortunately, we don't get to see.

Chuck wrote:

Are you talkin' to me?

Yeah, I'm back. All 540 doors were locked and some Rooster told me to come back later. In about 40 years or so.

Completely different take on it. Such is the power of art. Check out the upper left hand corner, see the feet on the swing? The reflection looks wrong to me for a mirror. But then when I've looked at this before, I never saw the other behind her or the man in front of her ( well I did, but didn't really registor as important). The rest of what I see is just me and what I think, well the first part of this was too. Again, the power of art. No need to use those horrid words like, I, you, me, they. (slight problem wihth a poem and I'm not able to get around them. Minor rant there. Got to figure out another way.)

Huh? I did? Well then....They followed me home. They won't eat much honest, can I keep em? I'll take care of them I promise.