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I confess I find cruise ships utterly beautiful.

I confess I find cruise ships utterly beautiful.

I confess I love an hate people at the same time want to destroy an save this planet earth.

I was just up in the loft fiddling around on the computer up there. One of my many odd mannerisms is that sometimes I will have scenes from movies running through my mind, and sometimes I will say the lines from such scenes out-loud. At the particular moment I'm referring to here, a scene from The Breakfast Club was what I happened to be running through...:

"Stupid, worthless, no good, goddamn, freeloading son of a b***h, ret*d, big mouth, know-it-all, a**hole, jerk..."

"You forgot ugly, lazy, and disrespectful..."

"SHUT UP, b***h! Go fix me some turkey pot pie."

A morbid reminder of a shadowy reflection of my early family life...

In any case, I confess that when I said the "Shut up, b***h!" part, I roared it at the top of my lungs; I love to run through movie lines with exageration mock feeling.

My wife, who was tooling around in the kitchen beneath the loft, only heard the part where I screamed "Shut up, b***h!" She meekly poked her head up over the top of the loft stairs, and asked, "Who are you talking to? Is everything alright?" Now, when I do the movie lines thing, most of the time it is entirely independent of what I'm actually thinking about or working on. At the time she asked me this, I happened to be working on organizing some backup files. I looked at her with confusion and said, "What?", as I honestly had no idea what she was asking me about. It took me a few more moments and some additional prompting to realize she'd overheard my ranting, and thought I was talking to someone online. ...at which point I just told her I was running through part of the Breakfast club.

Good fortune,

- Icarus is an adventure to live with...

That amused me...great fun. I can see the scene in my mind

I confess I get annoyed when I'm looking for asperger's resources and only keep finding stuff for parents and children which doesn't apply to me.

That's annoying too, I think those who grow up without knowing about AS and without the proper awareness to help them acquire a unique set of problems.

I confess...

I like...

High School Musical

[youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ymNVMSBhFHc[/youtube]

Noooooooooooooo, no, no, no
Stick to the stuff you know
If you want to be cool
Follow one simple rule
Don't mess with the flow, oh no
Stick to the status quooooooooooooo

I confess that earlier, my son was watching Return of the Jedi for about the four-thousandth time. I was just sitting and hanging out with him and thinking, not really watching the movie. Then I found myself watching the horrific Ewok battle scene, where a few scores of m***et teddy bears with sticks and rocks overcome several squadrons of elite imperial troopers. It reminded me of just another reason why Lucas needs to be smothered in his sleep, for the good of mankind. I found it remarkable how hokey and horrible the battle looked; armored troopers would take a light tap from one of the teddy bears and fall over, defeated and helpless; repeat 100 times. Each time that happened, I felt my hatred for both Ewoks and these utterly incompetent troopers building inside of me. It soon occurred to me that in all likelihood, a full-grown man with a baseball bat could probably massacre a medium sized Ewok village; all he needs is a modicum of competence.

When that thought occurred to me, I confess I actually found myself reveling in the notion of wiping out a medium-sized village of Ewoks using only a baseball bat. Then the further thought occurred to me that I could probably contract with the Emperor to send tourists to Endor to hunt Ewoks with baseball bats, golf drivers, and tennis rackets; I figured it'd probably be a rather profitable venture, and I found myself plotting out all of the business deals.

Then I realized what I was thinking of. Holy crap! Massacring Ewoks with a baseball bat? Selling tourist trips to do this? WTF am I thinking?!

The darkness sometimes sneaks up on me in ways I don't anticipate.

To commemorate this interesting train of thought, I've grabbed 16 screens from Return of the Jedi and created the "Luke Flips Out on the Ewoks" strip, which can be found here. I confess, my son helped me come up with the inspiration for the strip, for he is fond of freezing the movie and watching certain parts over and over and over again, which let me get a good look at many of Luke's goofier expressions.

I confess I'm pretty messed up, despite any indications to the contrary.

Good fortune,

- Icarus needs a good bat...

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I confess it amuses me when people cannot see the wood for the trees.

Ewoks are hard.

(Chewbacca won the fight when he and his two little but stout forest bastions [in tow] commandeered the walker.)

I confess. The only way I'd have a hot "chick" is if I roasted a chicken.

I confess. I was tired when I wrote the above and confess it really does sound dumb.

I confess I don't want to pay my health insurance bill. It's more than I make in a paycheck now and I'm left wondering why I have to slave away for this.


I also confess that it remarkable that my car insurance actually returned some money to me since things "were going great" according to them. If only my health insurance was have "great times" too...

I confess I'm a tougher sod than I often realize... lol
I'm on the up... I'm achieving stuff.

I confess to Almighty Aspie that this morning, I spoke to a girl I was infatuating on, under the pretext that she went to Outdoor School as a counselor for a week. I don't know how I did it, I just blurted it out.

Me: I thought you went to Outdoor School.
Her: No, just to the training.
Me: Oh.
{Girl mumbles something}
Me: What?
Her: Oh nothing. Just a saying.

I think I'm going crazy or something.

Speaking of baseball bats, you just reminded me of this. Yesterday I was walking to a library and on the way I saw a woman walking with a baby stroller earlier today. There was some girl talking to the lady pushing the stroller telling the lady how cute the baby was. When I heard this a thought crossed my head and I haven't been able to shake the thought out of my head.

I was thinking about playing baseball while using the baby as the baseball. Something about throwing a baby and hitting it with a baseball bat seems very funny in my mind. I keep debating in my head whether the baby would just explode in a bloody mess when you hit it with the bat or if you could actually send the baby flying like a home run ball. I'm not sure which one is funnier, but in class earlier today I was thinking about this and apparently the amusement on my face showed, and they asked me what I was thinking about.

And shame on me, I confess that I lied and said "oh, nothing."

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