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

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As for Mondegreens, there was a popular song from Alanis Morrisette a few years back, in which she complained, "It's not fair/To deny me/Or the cross-eyed bear that you gave to me..."

Postpaleo, the line says, and is supposed to mean, that you can get anything you want at Alice's Restaurant - except that you can't get Alice.

As for supposed flaming in here, two points -

1) Nobody's flamed anyone in here - yet. Just a little edginess, that's all.

2) It takes two to have a flame war. Just because you think somebody's being mean to you, doesn't mean you have to react in kind. Heck, I figured that one out in grade school!

They are everywhere I tell you!


Relax, relax, relax
just a little pinprick
there'll be no more ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
but you might feel a little sick

can you stand up, stand up, stand up
I do believe it's working...good
that will keep you going for the show
come on it's time to go

there is no pain you are receding
a distant ship spoke on the horizon (mondegreen but the guy has just had a shot so it could be right)
you are only coming through in waves
your lips move but I can't hear a word you say



Pink is an appropriate color for any occasion.

I would like to clear something up here if I can. First I would like to apologize to Postpaleo publicly for calling him a f*****g [b] I'm sorry for calling you a f*****g pig, Postpaleo.

Yes it was a gut reaction and it came from a history, a still sensitive wound. I will try to put this in a hypothetical mode to protect the parties concerned.

There was a beautiful, innocent young girl, sixteen, who came from a family of eight children. She was second to youngest. She used to babysit for her older sister and brother-in-law. Her brother-in-law decided to instruct her in sexual gratification, he introduced her to electrical appliances, when his wife was not around, of course. The young girl thought the brother in law was in love with her and wanted him to break the news to his sister. He refused. He was a deacon in the church the family belonged to. The girl, being very distraught over this and behaving in ways that worried her mother and father, finally told them what was happening. the mother was a clueless kind of woman. The father was dying of cancer. He asked one of his daughters and her husband to take the matter into their hands for him, so he could die knowing the S.O.B. got what was coming to him. No one else in the family, the other sisters and brothers would believe the girl, said she had made it all up. The sister and husband who were acting on behalf of the father got the FBI involved. Phones were tapped and other evidence was gathered. It went to court and the brother in law pleaded no contest in order to not have the evidence revealed. He went to prison for a couple of years. He is now on Megan's List. The girl and the sister who defended her were disowned by the rest of the family. The family, once so close and loving were torn apart. The children of the woman who defended her sister are also suffering in that they can no longer have a relationship with the cousins they loved so much. Obviously, I am connected emotionaly to the
people in this scenario. That was the open wound that Postpaleo unknowingly poked.

Now that that is cleared up, I hope, can we all move on. But please, can anyone tell me what the hell I did that was offensive on that other thread. I really have no clue.

ok, ok, I am going to work
I am doing 10 hour days, now with THURSDAYS off!
I feel like an auPair!

muahahahahhahhaaa


Merle


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merle, if that's the flame warriors site, i saw it many years ago, when i first got on the internet.

as for the rest of the well-meaning advice and solemn but self-serving admonitions, and whatever, spare me.

All the world's a stage and we are merely players.

In other words, some people will live for drama and the way to leave their drama is to simply turn and walk away. It is their drama. Leave it on their stage. Life is too short and there is too much fun to have to be worrying about other's need for drama.


That's just a blanket statement for all the questions about this lately going back many, many pages.


Cosmic, they are welcome now in my family. I have more than enough cousins to go around. Pull up a cousin and sit a spell.

Coffee dude! Get Cosmic whatever she wants and I'll have another espresso.

An au pair of what? LOL

I see Pink Floyd again. Umm, I always felt they lost their edge when Syd Barret left. I still think they did. I was in love with their first album, said that else where. Took a little to "get use" to the, what to me was, a very new style. I felt that Barrets leaving (rumor back then he was put in an insane asylum) still lingered in their early works. After Ummagooma, I lost interest, till Divsion Bell. I don't mean I didn't still like the sound, the band, it just didn't feel the same to me. I was pretty sure when they did Alan's Psychedelic Breakfast it was about me, lol, no ,no, not really, I just got a hoot out of it. Guess you know what I had been doing, but I said that before too. So I decided to take a peek before writing this, this is some of what I found.

"There has been much speculation concerning the psychological well-being of Syd Barrett. Many believe he suffered from schizophrenia, although he didn't exactly fit the typical profile for that condition. A diagnosis of bipolar disorder is also possible, most likely Bipolar I. In addition there have been many ongoing speculations that Syd Barrett suffered from Asperger syndrome (a mild form of Autism)"

Pink Floyd and Jimi Hendrix were break through music to me. I was avid about music. I can't really play it. Was forced to take piano lessons. My teacher had been a child prodigy with the violin. But man, she just wasn't into what I wanted to play, so it went no where. I can do a few things yet with the paino and can still find middle C, read music poorly. Guess I have always read things poorly. Anyway, when Hendrix did "Hey Joe" the Byrds had already done the same song, I compared them and it dawned on me, that you could do the same thing, but differently. Now that isn't a shocker, but in some way it was to me. I could then "understand" a lot more about music. The Floyd was like that too, but on another level. I could then start doing levels of music, if that really makes any sense to anyone. But then again, "Is there anybody really out there, does anybody really care".

I beat my machine
it's a part of me
it's inside of me
I'm stuck in this dream
it's changing me
I am becoming
The me that you know had some second thoughts
He's covered with scabs and he is broken and sore
The me that you know doesn't come around much
That part of me isn't here anymore
All pain disappears
it's the nature of
my circuitry
Drowns out all I hear
there's no escape from this
my new consciousness
That me that you know used to have feelings
But the blood has stopped pumping and he's left to decay
The me that you know is now made up of wires
And even when Im right with you I'm so far away

I can try to get away
but I've strapped myself in
I can try to scratch away
the sound in my ears
I can see it killing away
all my bad parts
I don't want to listen
but it's all too clear

Hiding backwards inside of me
I feel so unafraid
Annie, hold a little tighter I might just slip away (I think that's a Mondegreen)

It wont give up it wants me dead
Godd**n this noise inside my head
It wont give up it wants me dead
Godd**n this noise inside my head
It wont give up it wants me dead
Godd**n this noise inside my head
It wont give up it wants me dead
Godd**n this noise inside my head



Just a little Schizophrenia with your morning coffee to be sure.