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>A Social Network

>In case you’ve been living under a rock, “A Social Network” is a movie about Mark Zuckerberg and Eduardo Saverin, the founders/creators of Facebook. No this is not a review of the movie.

I went to see A Social Network with my best friend’s (who I have been living with for the last 20+ years) 3 boys. The opening scene is Mark Zuckerberg in a bar with the girl he was dating, less then 5 minutes into this scene, Nick leans over and says, “This guy (Mark Zuckerberg) is an asshole.” I replied, “No, he has Asperger’s Syndrome.” Nick replies, “Yes he does, he’s worse than dad and Andrew.” Pauses “But he’s still a dick.”

How much of an Aspie is Mark Zuckerberg? He’s a billionaire and he still can’t get a date, of course I would date him, but I love aspies(my friend pointed that wasn’t the only thing, he’s also a billionaire and I have no ethics, maybe so, but because I understand aspies, I would last more than one date). I just saw it again with the friend whose children I took the first time. The whole way through the movie she kept saying, “That’s my husband.”

When I first thought of doing this post, it was because I read a tweet about a man (referred to as an autism father, I assume that means he is a father with a child with autism) who said, “Let me tell you how it is.” Even though I am not a parent, I know there is a fallacy in that statement. Even in the exact same situation there are differences in persons with the same disorder. The friend I mentioned above has 4 children, her husband has Asperger’s Syndrome. Her oldest son and daughter have Asperger’s Syndrome combined with Bi-polar disorder. Her middle son has ADHD and the youngest has ADHD with Bi-polar disorder. It’s a fun house to live in. All are different even though all have the same home situation.

Her oldest was talking at 10 months old. He would line up his cars in a ruler straight line. At 18 months old his favorite video was a documentary about whales, he would watch it every day. He would tell people facts about whales. Such as what they ate, the fact they don’t have teeth, which whale is the largest in the world. Even today as an adult he has trouble with colloquial expressions. My friend told him to run the vacuum. He stood there wondering, where she wanted him to run the vacuum to. We were watching a T.V. show and one of the characters ordered food with extra raw onions. He asked how to get onions to be extra raw? I explained to him, he means an extra amount of onions.

Her daughter on the other hand, didn’t speak, wouldn’t make eye contact and didn’t like to be touched. She still doesn’t. Unless she was obsessed and fixated on something, we had no idea if she liked something.

All growing up with identical situations, all different. So you should never say, “I’ll tell you what’s it’s like.” or judge someone else based on your life experiences. We are all different.

>Yes this is my regular every other Wednesday off. And I really accomplished nothing. So I figured I should write a blog post and here I am.

I did pick the four winners for my blog contest. They have been contacted and will be receiving their gifts soon.

There is a site called blogger.com where you can register your blog. You can see the button in my right sidebar. To verify your blog, they ask you to put this button on your blog with the link. Well my blogs are still saying need verification. I am trying to exercise patience with this.

The reason I registered was because of the disappointing number of responses to my blog contest. Not just this one. I had one earlier and had one person enter. So I sit here trying to get inspiration to write, and it doesn’t come. Why should I write when I don’t have anyone reading?

So I tell myself, you didn’t start this blog to get readers, you started it to put your thoughts down, like you’ve been doing since you were 10 and bought your first diary. This way you are not using up tons of notepaper on stuff that just gets filed away. Along the way people have come and become interested. Then I got greedy, I wanted more people to listen to my.

Anyway, on another blog someone wrote that the way to get more followers was to register with some sites and then participate. I think that is where I have the most problems. Yes I joined bookblogs.com and get joined discussion groups and get e-mails, which I delete. I think I know the problem now.

Anyway, the blog I read it on is Nurse’s Notes, go check it out and read for yourself. I wrote a guest post for her, she hasn’t posted it, I guess she’s afraid her blog will end up as popular as mine!

>Two days late

>Oh I am two days late with the prize giving. But I have an excuse. I am a girl and I was having ‘girl problems’. Enough said, if you’re a girl, you know. So I will be sending out e-mails for the winners, and I changed my mind and I am going to keep letting the world know the state of affairs (or lack there-of) in my life.

>If you want to win one of the 4 $25 gift cards (generic, can be used anywhere) send an e-mail to: bellabfoxx @ aol . com (you know how e-mail address are, remove the spaces) telling me how you found my blog and what you like about it.

The gift card will either be a physical gift card or an e-gift card. Your choice.

This is important, I need an address to send you anything. Your address will not be published, I won’t even keep it after the giveaway is over.

Happy e-mailing!

After this giveaway is over, this blog will be shut down.

>Making things easy

>Someone tweeted me saying they wanted to enter my giveaway but couldn’t comment on my blog. What can I say, I put restrictions on comments because I got spammed. So I’m changing the rules.

If you want to win one of the 4 $25 gift cards (generic, can be used anywhere) send an e-mail to: bellabfoxx @ aol . com (you know how e-mail address are, remove the spaces) telling me how you found my blog and what you like about it. 

This is important, I need an address to send you anything. Your address will not be published, I won’t even keep it after the giveaway is over.

Happy e-mailing!

— Sent from my Palm Pre

>Blogoversary

>My Blogoversary is coming up. I have been doing this for four years now. I can’t believe I am still coming up with fascinating stuff to write. (QuiET! My blog my delusions.)

This year instead of just cake I am giving away 4 gift cards. Each will be for $25. (Hey I’m a poor civil servant, who might be unemployed come January) There are two rules and only one way to enter. 1) Comments must be left on this blog (not Facebook, not Twitter, this blog post) 2) You must leave your e-mail so I can contact you. (If you don’t want your e-mail posted on my blog, let me know in your comment and I will not post your comment).

The way to enter is to post a comment about this blog (you know feed my ego) either something you like about it, how you found it etc.

I will pick 4 winners and notify them by e-mail.

>Just say no to Madison Square Garden

>My friend called me to tell me his daughter had given him tickets to Dave Matthews Band at Madison Square Garden, did I want to come with him? So I said yes.

Before I go on, I should tell you I am not a fan of Dave Matthews. In fact I don’t think I have even listened to one song of his. I was just thinking it would be a nice evening out. So this is not a review of the concert. Rather it is a rant against Madison Square Garden.

First of all, the website Madison Square Garden states that it is “The World’s Most Famous Arena” and it is located in Manhattan. Last time I checked, Manhattan is in New York State. As such, it is subject to New York State law, the law that concerns me is “New York State Clean Indoor Air Act”, see the website here. On this website it mentions indoor areas where smoking is prohibited, the exact wording is “The Act states that smoking shall not be permitted and that no person shall smoke in the following indoor areas:”, one of those places is (drumroll please) “All indoor arenas”

In addition to that, on Madison Square Garden’s own website, under “Code of Conduct” it says, and I quote “As required by the City of New York, guests shall not smoke anywhere in our facilities.” and “In compliance with New York City regulations, there is no smoking permitted anywhere in Madison Square Garden. This policy is strictly enforced. Violation of this regulation is grounds for ejection. Furthermore, all exits are final and MSG does not allow for smoking passes.”

I am here to tell you that this is a lie. Like the cake is a lie. The smoke in our section (cigarette and other stuff) was so thick, the following wasn’t necessary:

Guests are encouraged to report inappropriate or offensive behavior to an Usher, Security Officer or Guest Services Representative.

All one had to do was walk inside the seating area and they would have known. Not only that, when we left, (early because for one thing I couldn’t breathe) there were no Ushers, Security Officers in sight, the only person I saw was a vendor, selling crappy beer.

The reason I’m so pissed off about this, I’ve been to Yankee Stadium, which holds 50,000 people and there is no smoking in Yankee Stadium. Its enforced. So if Yankee Stadium can enforce this policy with a lot more people, why can’t Madison Square Garden? Not only that, but Yankee Stadium gives you a number where you can “Text any concerns you have.” Also, our seats were $75 (granted I didn’t pay for it but still) and we were almost touching the ceiling, so you know the seats lower down cost more, on the floor probably a lot more. You would think at those prices they would hire enough people to enforce the non-smoking policy, or at least have a text system like Yankee Stadium does.

This is the end of my rant. It is also the only time I will be at Madison Square Garden.

>The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald

>http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/hgI8bta-7aw?fs=1&hl=en_US&rel=0

A tribute to the 29 men who died November 10, 1975, aboard the Edmund Fitzgerald in Lake Superior.

Lyrics:

The legend lives on from the Chippewa on down
of the big lake they called “Gitche Gumee”
The lake, it is said, never gives up her dead
when the skies of November turn gloomy
With a load of iron ore twenty-six thousand tons more
than the Edmund Fitzgerald weighed empty,
that big ship and true was a bone to be chewed
when the Gales of November came early

The ship was the pride of the American side
coming back from some mill in Wisconsin
As the big freighters go, it was bigger than most
with a crew and good captain well seasoned,
concluding some terms with a couple of steel firms
when they left fully loaded for Cleveland
And later that night when the ship’s bell rang,
could it be the north wind they’d been feelin’?

The wind in the wires made a tattle-tale sound
and a wave broke over the railing
And ev’ry man knew, as the captain did too
’twas the witch of November come stealin’
The dawn came late and the breakfast had to wait
when the Gales of November came slashin’
When afternoon came it was freezin’ rain
in the face of a hurricane west wind

When suppertime came the old cook came on deck sayin’
“Fellas, it’s too rough t’feed ya”
At seven P.M. a main hatchway caved in; he said,
“Fellas, it’s bin good t’know ya!”
The captain wired in he had water comin’ in
and the good ship and crew was in peril
And later that night when ‘is lights went outta sight
came the wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald

Does any one know where the love of God goes
when the waves turn the minutes to hours?
The searchers all say they’d have made Whitefish Bay
if they’d put fifteen more miles behind ‘er
They might have split up or they might have capsized;
they may have broke deep and took water
And all that remains is the faces and the names
of the wives and the sons and the daughters

Lake Huron rolls, Superior sings
in the rooms of her ice-water mansion
Old Michigan steams like a young man’s dreams;
the islands and bays are for sportsmen
And farther below Lake Ontario
takes in what Lake Erie can send her,
And the iron boats go as the mariners all know
with the Gales of November remembered

In a musty old hall in Detroit they prayed,
in the Maritime Sailors’ Cathedral
The church bell chimed ’til it rang twenty-nine times
for each man on the Edmund Fitzgerald
The legend lives on from the Chippewa on down
of the big lake they call “Gitche Gumee”
“Superior,” they said, “never gives up her dead
when the gales of November come early”

>Demon possessed phone

>Last night I went to meet some friends to watch the Yankee game. I ended up on a late train coming home. My phone battery ran out of power so I switched batteries. That’s when the trouble began.

The phone turned on, then shut down. I pressed the power button and it powered up. Then shut down, immediately, just like the first time. I was starting to get worried, and pressed the power button again. Same result, I took the battery out and looked at it. Then I looked at the place in the phone where the battery goes. I put the battery back in and powered up the phone. This time it worked.

When I got in the car I told Tigger about it. He said either my phone hates me or it was momentarily possessed by demons. He recommended I buy demon repellent. I googled demon repellent.

There is no demon repellent designed specifically for phones. Holy water won’t work and I don’t know what salt or rosemary would do to my phone.

Does anyone have any suggestions?

— Sent from my Palm Pre

>Breaking News Alert

>Wed, September 29, 2010 — 11:49 PM ET
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Contador Tested Positive for Banned Substance; May Lose Tour Title

Alberto Contador, a three-time winner of the Tour de France, tested positive for a banned substance on the final rest day of the Tour in July, according to a statement sent Wednesday by his spokesman, Jacinto Vidarte.

Contador, a Spaniard formerly on the Astana team, could lose the title he won this year and face a two-year suspension.

He learned about the positive test for the banned drug clenbuterol, a weight-loss and muscle-building drug, on Aug. 24, nearly a month after winning the Tour, the statement said. He had tested positive for the substance on July 21, one day before the race’s decisive mountain stage.

Read More: ~~The New York Times~~