The Dino-Aspie Ex-Café (for Those 40+... or feeling creaky)
postpaleo
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What the hell is it with NT"s? I was watching Lemon do her little dyslexic test last night and I got curious about it. Did one of my own. This morning I mentioned it to the The Wife. Unfortunately I said I had never looked it up, the definers of dyslexia and didn't want to. So what does she do? Yup. It's like don't they understand details can make me nuts. That I don't stop thinking about it, like I need more. If I feel I need to know, I'll look. So anyway, I'm really beat, I mean I should have been to a soft spot hours ago when I did this thing. The wild thing was I wasn't switching letters around very much. Now today I sit here typing a lot, I throw away a ton during the day, I'm using the spell check and the number of letters and stuff messed up is high again. Now why would that be, tired and I don't do it much and alert and I do? Oh hell I don't want to know, just an observation. Well according to the unwanted information, I'm mild, maybe even low. It still doesn't explain, or at least I don't see it, why I read the way I do. I do wonder if when I'm tired the brain race is slower and I have to take more time typing and reading. More alert and I just go to fast or try to.
Only two switched letters in the above, according to spell check, maybe that means I should go to sleep. Naw, coffee is more fun.
I do wish they would make keyboards with bigger keys. It's all standard, like I don't exist. I punch two keys together a lot, I mean really a lot. All I want is a little space. Story of my life.
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OH yeah. These days I never know what's gonna happen if I go for that second cup o' joe. Good old Lipton tea? Much less potential for adventure.
Birdie has gone bye-bye after a busy day. A bit of stair-climbing. Aunty Dragon has more stairs in her house than I do, but once you've mastered the technique? Piece of cake.
Xan shares his ice-cream:
Good time had by all.
postpaleo
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Cute little duffer. I suspect he'll being going a lot faster pretty darn soon. I swear my middle kid came out at a full gallop. I nicknamed her Spider Monkey, I mean that kid could get out of anything, climb up anything, damn she was a hand full. Get into trouble all the time. Well, if you think about the opposite, I'm grateful, wouldn't want it any other way. Miss her.
Did you know?....... I couldn't find a single recipe for kid cookin. I mean there were a ton on what a kid could cook with a bit of help. But not a one on ingredients to add while they simmer, bake or fry. Yeah I was doing that earlier today, you just don't want to know what really goes through my head. I suppose I could just sort of wing the ingredients. Fatten that kid up I say, more ice cream. Spoil em, you get to send them home or to me.
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richie
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Ah the good ol days of B-52's refueling over the house. Take my little kid treks through the fields and find that Christmas tree tinsel on the ground. I didn't understand what it was for a long time, I guess I figured someone had a dragged a tree out of their house or the wind had blown it there. Kids today, bah, they just don't know what they've missed. Sonic booms and the fighters as made dry runs on the school. Now those were the good ol days.
I never understood if I was good at telling aircraft or bad. I always seemed to be with the same ones doing the aircraft recognition tests. One of those obsessions with trying to figure out what was whizzing all around when we grew up. Hell I couldn't tell a Russian helicopter from an allied anymore. I don't think they stayed with a 5 blade vs a 4 anymore. And yeah you can tell when they're flying the damn things. I remember hearing a strange helicopter sound at Hood, I looked up and there was this really strange one, no markings on it, except a gold band around the middle of it. No they don't always tell us what they're up to. Come to think of it maybe that's why helicopters bug me to this day. Damn gunships leaving the pads all night at Hood. It was a plot, why did they always stick me right near the landing fields. They evul I tell you. Then there was the night one wise ass decided to put a light through the third floor window while hovering right out side the window. No damn wonder it freaks me to this day.
Naw I wouldn't come out of the cellar for a week if there was an airshow near by.
Reminds me of my early childhood years in the early 60s on Long Island. Grumman Aircraft had a test facility out in Calverton
and every once in a while we would hear a sonic boom. The Cold War years, life was a bit simpler then.
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Ah the good ol days of B-52's refueling over the house. Take my little kid treks through the fields and find that Christmas tree tinsel on the ground. I didn't understand what it was for a long time, I guess I figured someone had a dragged a tree out of their house or the wind had blown it there. Kids today, bah, they just don't know what they've missed. Sonic booms and the fighters as made dry runs on the school. Now those were the good ol days.
I never understood if I was good at telling aircraft or bad. I always seemed to be with the same ones doing the aircraft recognition tests. One of those obsessions with trying to figure out what was whizzing all around when we grew up. Hell I couldn't tell a Russian helicopter from an allied anymore. I don't think they stayed with a 5 blade vs a 4 anymore. And yeah you can tell when they're flying the damn things. I remember hearing a strange helicopter sound at Hood, I looked up and there was this really strange one, no markings on it, except a gold band around the middle of it. No they don't always tell us what they're up to. Come to think of it maybe that's why helicopters bug me to this day. Damn gunships leaving the pads all night at Hood. It was a plot, why did they always stick me right near the landing fields. They evul I tell you. Then there was the night one wise ass decided to put a light through the third floor window while hovering right out side the window. No damn wonder it freaks me to this day.
Naw I wouldn't come out of the cellar for a week if there was an airshow near by.
Reminds me of my early childhood years in the early 60s on Long Island. Grumman Aircraft had a test facility out in Calverton
and every once in a while we would hear a sonic boom. The Cold War years, life was a bit simpler then.
McConnell Air force Base right out side of Wichita, KS, USA where I spent my childhood and adolescence. we had little lights buzz around the experimental and investigational aircraft they were trying out in the 1950'sand 1960's. As children we played "Boeing, Beechcraft, Cessna and Lear" as a tribute to our aircraft industry in the town, and sonic booms were just as much a part of life as rain or sunshine. There was a real hubbub in the town when the crash in Roswell, NM became known back then as we understood the lights around the jets to be something we could not explain, either.
Merle
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and a few wafels (hope it's the correct word, can't reach the dictionary with a spoon in my hand)
anyone want some ?
Yes please!
I am going through my storage setting up for a garage sale next weekend! It is finally getting started to Feng Shui my life again, getting ready for slimming down in my body and dumping all the collected flotsam and jetsam that I constantly collect about my person and my immediate environs. I read a story yesterday on WP about a child that objected if the piles of clean fluffy plushie she had strewn on the floor and made paths through were disturbed.
Now I know that the crap I build up around my paths through the house is not necessarily my bad housekeeping so much as the comfort and safety of having my paths well marked.
well, I have had enough of it, and am clearing it all out! I think I am even going to sell my bed and have enough to sustain me. Going Green, I am. Even going to give up my car!
Merle
Well... I just had some fun. I chopped my hair short and colored it. Drastic hair changes always make me happy for some odd reason. Of course all the digital cameras we have (aprox 3) have been taken to other places. So now my tradition of always taking new pics after I leave the salon is in limbo. That is about the only time I ever take my picture. Oh well, I'll figure something out.
It must be hair chopping season. I just chopped mine a couple of days ago. I did it myself. Whenever anyone asks me who cut my hair I tell them some strange lady in the bathroom did it. I always feel a surge of energy when I chop off my hair. Like starting over, or something.
I cleaned my bedroom the day before I chopped my hair. Nothing under the bed or the dressers anymore. That's a good feeling. Of course, I couldn't throw the stuff away, just had to shove it somewhere else. Shifting the s**t.
I would love to whittle my life down to the bare essentials, but it's hard when you share your house with five other people who do not like to throw anything away. My 5 yr old grandson has his own collection of items that the rest of us have thrown away or attempted to throw away. He checks the trash cans regularly or things that are "still good".
How are you going to get to work without your car, Merle? I thought you lived in a rural area.
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I cleaned my bedroom the day before I chopped my hair. Nothing under the bed or the dressers anymore. That's a good feeling. Of course, I couldn't throw the stuff away, just had to shove it somewhere else. Shifting the sh**.
I would love to whittle my life down to the bare essentials, but it's hard when you share your house with five other people who do not like to throw anything away. My 5 yr old grandson has his own collection of items that the rest of us have thrown away or attempted to throw away. He checks the trash cans regularly or things that are "still good".
How are you going to get to work without your car, Merle? I thought you lived in a rural area.
I am driving the one I have into the dust. I have had it for years and years and it is tired, now. I drove through the car wash the other day and I experienced Katrina like forces inside the car. She was wonderful, but not long for this world. I haven't been interested in car insurance for the past few years, anyway, so I probably don't have any business driving it in the first place.
Hopefully I will be living in an urban area at that time. Salem, OR has a lot of potential. . and I can transfer in the same job I have now at our company office up there. I might get a little hiway runner later. . something with a small carbon foot print.
but not now. . I just routed out my closet. . .whew! all the garments I have not worn in a year. . out they go! done and done! even have thos little neon colors spot stickers I put the prices on! I have white poster board and Blue, Yellow and Red tempra paints so I can make the signs this week after work. . .and I am going to sell hot dogs and cups of Crystal Lite to generate some energy!
Merle
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I'm into Feng Shui as well. The thing that weighs upon my soul, is a storage unit halfway across the USA, that I have neither the energy or the finances to have emptied and its contents delivered to me here in Florida. Its been four years since I put the stuff their and impulsively re-located down here. I am beginning to heartily resent the monthly storage payments. Half that stuff, I'm sure, could go to places like the Domestic Violence and Humane Society thrift shops. It just drives me crazy not to be able to get my hands on it and sort it all out, once and for all. I'm sure that's bad Feng Shui, having that stuff locked up like that, all this time.
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Merle
Oh damn can I relate to that one. So many different things, so many different times and man does it ever have a bad way of biting me in the ass and yet, I kept on doing it. Thank god I have a keeper now, she can't live like that and I'm glad.
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Yeah well I offered to trade SwampBlossom for Nan's grooved axe, she said she didn't want a wife. You got a grooved axe?
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