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What’s My Thang?

Funny-Monkeys-Dancing-25When people find out I’m autistic. They usually ask if I have any “special” talents.

Talents? What am I? A dancing monkey?

I guess they’re referring to the movie Rain Man.

Like he had some kind of “talent”???

Big whoop. I can eat cheese puffs with a tooth pic too. And…oh…wait for it…I also have my people cut my pizza into small bites to make it easier to eat. Talent? What the…

And don’t even get me started on Wheel Of Fortune. Boooor-riiiiing.

But I get it. I guess people are interested. Annnnd…since I’m kind of a big deal…I’ll share.

If I had a “thing”. It would probably be drawing and music.

artI’m actually a pretty good artist. You may have seen some of my stuff hanging on refrigerators or above fireplaces.

I can just see things in my head. And make them happen on paper.

Exhibit A.

Just kidding. I didn’t do that.

WHAT IS THAT??? Ridiculous. And a little creepy.

Nope I usually focus on practical things. Things that matter.

remoteLike this. It’s a remote control. You know…for the T.Bee. It’s how I find the Fraggles. Or rewind and replay a scene…50 times. (Mommy and Daddy love it when I do that. Hehe.)

violinI also draw instruments like that one on the left. It’s a violin.

Side note: The one on the right is a toy. When inspiration hits…

I love music.

I don’t have a favorite instrument. But don’t blame Mom and Dad.

Believe me. They’ve tried finding an instrument that can keep my attention and focus.

Me? Focus? <insert palm to shaking forehead here>

Daddy says they’ve spent a college tuition trying to find an instrument I can play.

I’m not sure what that means??? But I can tell you they have bought me A LOT of instruments. A LOT.

Guitars. Clarinets. Recorders. Xylophones. Drums (that was Mom’s idea)…which reminds me…I gotta bang on those things in a minute.

And that’s Just to name a few.

Don’t get me wrong. I appreciate it. But I really want a tuba and a glockenspiel. The tuba because it’s straight-up cool. The glockenspiel…well…that’s just fun to say.

Glockenspiel.

But Mom and Dad are all “NO”. And I’m like “YES”

No. Yes! No. Yes! No. Yes! No. Yes!

Negotiations are ongoing…but I like my chances.

Anyway. If I had to tell you what my “thing” is…that’d be it.

So there you have it. My “special talents”.

Of course. I am also a pretty good signer too.

And I’ve been known to blow up a dance floor or grocery store aisle from time-to-time…like the monkey. True story.

Aw-rite. Well…I have to get back at it for the day.

Bye. See ya ta-mah-wo.

 

So this is where I got the picture of the:

Dancing monkey…a monkey…who dances. Hilarious.

Creepy picture…it’s called The Scream. It’s by some guy named Edvard Munch. Is that a real name??? And…apparently someone stole it once. Who would steal that????

 

My Brave’s Appearance

braves gameAs you can imagine. I am a huge supporter of Autism Awareness.

It’s a little cumbersome sometimes. But I lend my celebrity to the cause by attending these events.

Some of them are pretty fun. Some…not so much.

I was just looking through some of my pictures. They were of an event I took a few friends to a couple weeks ago.

It was my first trip to an Atlanta Bwaves baseball game.

It was pretty cool I guess.

turnerdrummersThey had drums there. I love drums. Especially when the drummers dance. I love to boogie.

DSC06451.JPGAnd they also had a REALLY BIG drum. That was WAAAAAAY cool. The guy would play that. And all the people in the stadium who came out to see me did the tomahawk chop.

We sang “take me out to the ol’ ball game”.

Not only did they have drums. They also had a place to get my favorite eats…frensh fry chicken. Aaaand they had refills on the dwinks. Who knew?

bravesAnd…just to get into the spirit…I went all out and got some face paint to support the team.

Oooooooooo-o-ooo-ooooooo!

I have to admit though…that’s kinda where the fun stopped.

Do you have any idea how booooooring a baseball game is? It takes forever!!!

Guys run out on the field. One guy throws a baawl to another. Another tries to hit it with a stick. And then they go inside while more guys do the same thing.

And that just 1 inning! Whatever that is???? But there’s 9 of them. 9!

What the….???

Not to mention it was H-O-T. Hawt. I am not a big fan of hawt.

Mom says it has to do with my body’s inability to process heat…or something. I don’t know about all that??? But I don’t like it.

I guess that’s the price of celebrity.

braves game 2But it was for a good cause. And I got to hang out with some friends. All in the name of autism awareness.

Would I do it again?

Probably. If I had to.

GrumpyBut I have to admit. I was really off the next day. Some might say gwumpy. You know…like Sno-white.

I think it was because of the stimulation. People with autism react differently to stimulation.

For me. Tons of people. Really loud noises. Lots of activities. Not on my schedule.

That’s tough.

Oh! Mommy and Daddy…if you’re reading this?

Maybe pick pick something indoors next time. Like basketball or hockey or…better…a moooovie.

Ok. I have to go for now. I have a bunch of werk to do. Pictures. Signs. Drawing.

See ya ta-mah-wo.

Here’s where I got some of the pics:

Heavy Hitters

Big Drum

Grumpy

The others were mine.