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

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Hahahahahaha!
"Oh yes, me brothers, Zanne was cured."

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"Sign here please." I opened my glazzies up to sign, not knowing what I was signing and not, O my brothers, caring either. Then I was left alone with the glorious Ninth of Ludwig van.

Oh, it was gorgeosity and yumyumyum. When it came to the Scherzo I could viddy myself very clear running and running on like very light and mysterious nogas, carving the whole litso of the creeching world with my cut-throat britva. And there was the slow movement and the lovely last singing movement still to come. I was cured all right."

I have always had a cat or two as pets. My tubby tabby was a ferral skinnygirl in the alley behind my house. She was ferral for like a day. I connect with the fur folk well. She gained weight so fast I thought she was with kittens. A free spay program proved she was already fixed...I asked in that case can you give her a tummy tuck? Cosmetic surgery was not part of the deal. I think she has an eating disorder from being an alley cat and it will correct itself when she realizes she not going to go hungery.
I see the possible aspie thing as an asset in my massage work as it keeps that transferance possiblity at bay. I just don't make a deep emotional connection but I am physically intuitive to the needs of the client. My path in bodywork I steered clear of alot of the somatics because sociopaths scare me. My path is more along the lines of Asian healing arts and Esalen style work. Glad to hear you have a great massuese.

I ran down to have a look "with me own eyes" at wot he'd wrot - was funny all the comments he received.

Well, all I've enjoyed it. Its bedtime for Bonzo. I enjoyed everyone's pictures!
Zanne! I'm glad you're "cured". (By the way, I noticed as I put the drops in your eyes that you have really cool smiling eyes. Apparently you don't hate yourself so very much after all. Or the world for that matter. Good for you!)

Night Zanne.

That right there, was a saver. Odd as it is, it was that report that woke me up. Some of the strangest gifts have come completely out of left field for me. When I got that one time many years a go, I looked and it just struck me. There was a pattern to it. Work, be off. But, it was the lengths, it repeated through out my work history. I could only stand being on the "outside" so long and then had to retreat, to regroup as it were. Yes, that little letter was a wake up call.

That was a 2x4

You guys are too much, what a hoot. I love the "A Clockwork Orange " referance. One of my favorite movies. Any other Stanley Cubrick fans among you? I guess I liked it as the bully got his in the end. I have had way too fun with you all. Believe it or not I have to get my quarterly taxes done for my store. yipes. I need to check out for now...I'LL BE BACK!! as the great governor of this state of mine would say. ciao

Well you would do well to be scared of sociopaths. My mother was one and as I said, she's quite scary even as an old lady. She was actually diagnosed, right before they gave her shock therapy. That's something that does nothing but piss a sociopath off and make them more determined than ever not to get caught. She was cured all right as well. LOL The absurdity of it all makes me laugh sometimes. It's that or cry and I'll be damned if I'll cry over what's long gone now.

If you your Aspieness helps you be a better masseuse or massage therapist, that is great. It works well with my profession as well. Sometimes I think we find a fit quite by accident. Whatever works, stick with it. Who cares if you are a sick puppy? My dh calls me a space puppy. I tend to just stare at nothing for long periods. But we found our way so we triumphed. Or, at least we survived.

Oh and your little alley cat won't get over that. The ones that do that stay that way. It becomes ingrained behavior. They are always afraid the food will be gone. That typically happens when they are a pet who was thrown out or who got lost. The true ferals have always been hungry, so they don't know the difference. My little orange tabby is that way. My Siamese acts like she is doing us a favor to eat at all. We call her Two Licks.

So, what you're saying is, your aim was just a hair off...

There ya go!

[SNORT] Good one, DB!!

Is that a Whippet or a Greyhound, Lupine?


You know, I just realized that when I worked with all those ferals, I could tell them all apart by their faces, but I have the worst time with people. Why is that?

I can relate. Let's see isn't that "daydreaming"? Oh no we weren't allowed to do that. My mother was a saint when it came to that. She saw it as a sign of imagination. She may have been blind to some of what I am but she encouraged imagination and any topic of study that was my latest obsession. Marine biology was one for years. Anyway lady, I need to beat feet and prep some kibobs for my beau to bbq tomorrow night after I close up shop. Hopefully the quasi sunny weather prevails. It's said here that if you don't like the weather wait 15 min. I'm right on Humboldt Bay just a block from the tsunami zone so clouds are frequent. I came through what then was the worst fire in the nation's history, the Cedar Fire of Oct/2003, so I say I've been through hell, what's a little high water? Later, it's been great.

Oh, yes; the advertisements are SO much more interesting than the filler (sitcoms, talkingheads, etc). Reveals quite a lot about what motivates the rest of the population. Sitting back and viewing advertisements from the perspective of one who not only doesn't buy into any of it, but needs to query what the heck it's even about... on a good day, fascinating. On a bad day, discouraging.

TRUE, you do have an advantage over most folks when it comes to practical decision-making. First, you can utilize your ability to discern patterns (real estate, stock market, etc) apart from the emotional links that bog down most people. And, you can make use of your ability to focus (doing research, mulling over a problem, etc) to come to a carefully thought-out conclusion. No need to trust the real-estate agent.

I had a Borzoi who was a great friend to me. I just love the faces of sight hounds. They seem thoughtful in their looks. His quiet demeaner suited me...it was five years before I heard him bark! WOOOF. Howling, well that was another story but I didn't mind it. He kept the cayotes at bay and didn't eat the cats amazingly enough. Really I need to go.

I'm only up to p166 but have to reply to True

I love animal and birds and insect and my dogs and....

The best way for me to utterly relax is to take a walk in the bush or by the beach. Luckily I live close to the beach.

I have planted bird attracting trees in my yard. As the developers scrape away more and more of the natural environment and concrete the landscape, more and more birds crowd into smaller spaces, so I have all sorts here. I call to them (not much of a mimic)

I pick up an earthworm that is in trouble and put it back in a safe place. I find an ant in the car and transport it 100 k in a paperbag so that when I finally stop I can put it with others of the same species.

I touch bark. I sigh over the beauty of trees and plants and so-called weeds. I gaze at stars.

A holiday for me is a cabin in a national park.

I will now stop waxing lyrical except to say that I have taken uo photography in the past 2 years, and I photograph all sorts of creatures, but especially birds. Chuck, we will ride in yor pocket tonight..except it will be day here. Now housework, then back to p166

And I'm so glad you are back, CC