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

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I'm not sure what is being said here, but this interviewer is an exact representation of me at church and funerals:


http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid ... pr=goog-sl

Last edited by Chuck on 17 Sep 2007, 5:43 pm, edited 1 time in total.

As long as you have marguritas you can! And of course the the proper amount of woe and angst!!

No, it's when he's yelling "ATTAAAAAAACK!"

[youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P4Q_PfNnkpM[/youtube]

I figured out how to do a screenshot, cut it down and have it ready.



I thought Nick Stokes dreaming of his own autopsy was also grotesquely funny in the CSI episode "Grave Danger", also by Tarantino.

I laughed at a funeral once. Did you know people don't understand it? And they give you a look that says you are on your way to h**l! I just might do it again!

That was one of my favorite episodes and I've seen them all at least twice!

I didn't actually like that episode per se, because I thought Nick was going to bite it, but the autopsy scene was funny.

Always bring chocolate, definitely!

Sure, tortilla chips and salsa. One of my fave combinations.

I just won't go to funerals or church. I don't want to disturb or anger anyone. But I absolutely cannot control it. THANK GOD my entire family is this way at funerals. When we go, it's one big laugh fest. How can you explain that to anyone else?!?

At my grandfather's funeral, it said "Mr. Ownby Service" on a hallway sign that pointed towards his room. A sign pointing to the adjoining room said "Mr. Self Service".

All of my relatives had to pass that sign on the way inside, so we were already struggling to maintain composure. The preacher came in, an older gentleman, and when he started to pray, he kept repeating himself. My cousin next to me whispered to me, "Seems like I heard that somewhere before." And the preacher kept saying what a great man my grandfather was, and kept mispronouncing his name. And my grandfather was an as*hole, so the preacher clearly never knew him. Then instead of an organ, two old ladies came out playing accordions. One of my rather large cousins was sitting on the bench ahead of me was stifling a laugh, but was having such trouble he tried to pass it off as crying, and it sounded so fake I thought I was going to bust. And he was shaking up and down so hard his bench broke and he ended up sprawled out on the floor.

The whole room erupted in an explosion of laughter.

We were never invited back, let me tell you.

I would have laughed, too. Solemn occasions have that effect on me. The more disapproving looks I get, the more funny it seems. Once, I was at a spiritual prayer meeting type thing. We were all passing around prayer books and reading out of it. Someone was sick or something, and we were supposed to be praying for them. There were two little boys sitting on the hard wooden floor. One of them passed gas, the kind that sounds like separate little firecrackers going off. The floor served to amplify it. I tried not to laugh, but ended up losing it anyway. The gathering was not pleased.

Hartz!! ! I am mortified and shocked by your behavior.

http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid ... r+on+drugs

It's on a smooth sanded marble/crushed bone surface (glued to wood with rabbit skin glue). I drew the canvas/veil material look on it (partly to hide the imperfections in it's sanded surface - I'll do a better job next time Partly to add to the feeling of her wearing a veil. Partly to freak people out when they realized it is drawn on). I drew the picture with a piece of silver metal wire (held with a mechanical pencil).
I didn't intend for this to be anything other than a test piece, so I didn't take great care in the sanding of the surface, which still had some brush marks in it. When the picture just started happening of it's own accord, I switched gears and gave it my best shot. I wanted Kara to know that her friendship means a lot to me, so I put a lot of effort into this one.

I hope you start feeling better soon! I want to see more of your artwork! I wish you luck in your job search!

I cannot believe my freakin' luck lately!! !! And it isn't good!! I left at 4:50 to go get Soccerdude from his girlfriends' house. It is a 10 minute drive! Half way there, I started to lose my radio. The signal lights and speedometer were next go. By the time I parked in front of her house, I had no lights or power steering. I parked it and turned it off because I noticed a very dim battery light on in the corner of the gauge thingy. It wouldn't even turn over when I tried to restart it!!
I called the husband and listened to him curse the fact that my van is a piece of crap (Ya think!) and I finally said I would just call my parents. They showed up 15 minutes later and boosted it. We made it halfway home and it needed another boost (and a push to get it out of the intersection at rush hour). Soccerdude can direct traffic! Who knew! I got to about 4 blocks from home and it died just as I was about to enter the intersection. More pushing, more boosting, more traffic direction by Soccerdude. It just wouldn't go this time. At this point, my father is getting angry and I kept saying, let's just leave it here, I'll go get a battery and husband can come and put it in. I hadn't been told they were supposed to be at dinner at 6:00. It was 6:15 when I finally said enough, go have dinner and the husband can come get us, pick up a battery and go put it in! We got home 1 1/2 hours after I left!! And I am so mad!! !

I think I'm ordering Chinese food for dinner cause there is no way in heck I am cooking now!!

You haven't seen that before!? You need some teenagers to hang out with. And I think 4 different people have added it to my wall on Facebook. It is funny!