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

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Ok this is a rip off from a book Love's Body and Norman O Brown ripped it off from another he just gave credit for it, I'd be willing to bet the first guy ripped it off to and changed it a bit. I look at this with my grey thinking. I get to say that now that I understand wtf grey thinking was. lol I have given so many copies of that book away, I've lost count, lol, don't even have one anymore.


"After the last judgement, silence'



I just don't know enough to shut up yet

Postie, You lost me!! What are you talking about?

They're finally doing some serious research on it. I'm crossing my fingers on that, I see something really good that might come from it. Unfortuantly the study group they used was flawed. It has a long ways to go.

Nothing to mess with. The chem form on the streets is bad news. The buttons can be very tricky, a small one way more powerful then a large one, sometimes. Tastes really really bad. And watch out for those little hairy spots, get rid of all those with a razor blade. Even more to it. It was most deffantily different to me then the others that got the same title. Not recommended by the postpaleo It's There Anyway Club, Don't Need NO Stinkin Drugs.

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I do that a lot. You were talking about "judging" others and in the one before "Judgemental". I just, got stuck on the word for a moment. I'm like the old record players when they got stuck, just slam it with your hand, it will move on. Why the hell you think I have that 2x4, serves a dual purpose, sinks things in and gets me by my stuck. I use that thing a lot on myself.

No wonder I didn't "get it". You guys are into deep philosophicalities here. Bounced right off my head.


blessedmom, I have no doubt you did a good job with your young'ns.
I got's to go to sleep now - I finally wore myself out.
G'night/G'day all!
Postie! Haven't seen you in a while - hope you are well.
Get yourself a clothespin - what with Leek Festival coming up and all.

Sleep well, Chuck.

I hear the far away cry of a child feeling neglected. I shall return anon.

it's an Aspiedistra. . .

Reason for it. For not being the usual can't shut his mouth. Was really drained. Been pacing today to try and figure out if I should even say it here. Think I will. But fer keeyrists sake no f*****g pity partys, please. This is good news. Still hurts, but I can fix it, err maybe, lol.

I had an appointment with my Veterns Admin counciler. The prior meeting I was presenting the possiblity of a missed DX, not Bipolor, I said it's AS. He , the counclier did take a peek at WP, I didn't need to convince him anymore. Lol, I was still was trying, but for another reason. I had mentioned PTSD some place around here before, had been writing about it else where. I brought it up to him. He reached for a book, wrong move Dave, I thought. But that's what they do and started to recite things to me. Stop I said, been there done that, this is the one I am. But... He felt like the doc when looking at AS, you have to have that main "moment" the "main defination". Ok I went with it, thinking christ you dork I've been in freaking combat all my life in the NT world. I f*****g didn't fit, what part about that is so hard to see. Seems to be everytime the words New Mexico came out I put an inflction in it. I didn't know it, but he heard it. It was like the words were distasteful in my mouth when they came out. Well that isn't new I do it when I say the word army. Another clue. Since he was looking for that one moment that would be the trigger the cytalist, I couldn't think what it possibly could be. I had been dancing around it with writing, with just that image in my mind and never thought anything of it. It was like didn't everybody live that? When it fianlly came out, my wife who was with me and the coucilor, just did a gasp thing and the longer I tried to paint the image in words, the further away I drifted to that moment in time, and the words stopped, my eyes were on the floor, I got lost there and I wanted to cry. i could have sworn I had told people before, but I guess I never did. it's one of those you had to have been there, had to have lived it. As I look back on what has happened since, one being a major meltdown while in the army, and other things later, it makes some sense. I mean they had me on some heavy duty meds in there and it isn't in my record. My buddies got it out of the records, they thought they were doing me a favor. No drug history in my army days, no shrink visit records, it's all gone, I can understand why they did it. Yeah there was another war going on back then, most just don't know it. There was a war in the army itself, and the brass and the lifers were loosing it. The army was in damn near open revolt. That is the part most don't know, one of the reasons there is a pro army now and one of the very dangers of it being pro. But I degress. Lol, I have an offical, unoffical PTSD at the VA. I don't give a damn if they put it in front of the board and let them put the offical on it. It doesn't matter, I are what I is. Yeah that was very long day, a very long hour, it felt like a f*****g life time.

Like I said else where, the VA unfortantly is way to good at PTSD, after all the army mass produces the f*****g s**t. I'm in good hands. I still don't understand why it's such a horror to others, it didn't feel like it to me at the time. But I didn't tell anybody either.

we played the quadraphonic stereo at the 6 marker to mask the sound of 20 blenders in the kitchen roaring with sludgy green muck as we sat on the floor with exacto knives slicing out the hairy middles of the huge "pipeline" buttons. 3 15 gallon pots were on the stove burners blue with high flame, big wooden paddles and me stirring the slop, cooking down the sludge from the earlier slop in the blenders and there was more peyote in big burlap bags out in the garage. It changed my idea of what green smelled like, but "The Bakers" which is what we called the chemists that changed the boiled down muck into crystalline powder we mixed with strawberry and chocolate Quick and put into huge double ought caps needed the raw material, and well. . .that was what we were making. . .pure mescaline.

I love mescaline. . .oh, Don Juan. . .oh, Don Genero. . .long long ago in Berkeley. . .

Merle

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Lol I was waiting with baited breath what you were doing, lol. The Bakers, good one.

Lol I was waiting with baited breath what you were doing, lol. The Bakers, good one.

Lol I was waiting with baited breath what you were doing, lol. The Bakers, good one.

See what happens every damn time you come on?!? See it!! ! You is da Force.

You mean I was snorting jams and jellys and choclate? That accounts for all the colors, and wonderous feelings, I see it all now. It was the chocolate that gave it the body feel and not the head. I mean I can eat some chocolate now and get a flash back WOOT!!. Yes I can understand it all now. Higher up the fire, get them Bakers cookin. I want some more religion.

mmmm. . .religion. . ..


Merle

If they knew so much, they wouldn't actually be morons. I pity their children. I do hope they employ space puppy and ignore them. One twit in particular that I can think of off hand. What a twit. Hard to believe she even helped create an Aspie.

Don't worry. He saw me throw the mother of all tantrums, so he's used to it. Scared him and everyone around him senseless, but he now knows he will survive it.