

The crime shows linked by Detective Munch.


The crime shows linked by Detective Munch.


Dire straits. U2.


Because so many people aren’t self aware.


Was reading various books, articles, web sites, to try to understand my autistic step son. Realised that I met the criteria for autism and ADHD, explains why so much in my life has been difficult and weird. Not formally diagnosed, it’s pretty obvious when you know what to look for, and I don’t think it would help. FML
Kangaroo sizzle steaks, cheese, and bacon on dark rye bread.
28 February 1987.


And now typing on a computer keyboard is a more useful skill than typing on a typewriter.


Do people really have trouble imagining what life was like in the 1980s? Wasn’t it basically like now?
Society was very different in many ways:


I’ve been thinking for hours how to describe it.
It’sa sort of echoing scraping noise. A sheet of plywood lying on the ground, being kicked down the road. Only it’s quite faint, I can only hear it when the room is quiet or when I’m trying to get to sleep.


I can hear the muscles in my eyes when I look from side to side or up and down.


I use Deadname Eraser on my ipad to replace the names of certain famous people with swear words. Works well.
Friday night, so I got some treats to eat while we watched TV at home. Milk, cheese, crackers, chocolate chip cookies, and ice cream.


Vegemite. That first heady whiff of yeast and salt when you open a new jar.


I had a girlfriend who could put a lit cigarette in (just the filter), suck in smoke, and fart out the smoke. I wonder if it was the same girl. Are you from Australia?


Sorry, these are in English:


Seriously, I do this too! Then after my shower I’ll come back and take a photo with my phone so I don’t lose it.
I got my (uncommon but not rare) surname and country code, similar to for example smith.uk, so I can have an email address like (but not exactly) john@smith.uk. That’s good enough for me.
For more noise, I got each of my nieces and nephews an Aztec death whistle…