A drawing by Daniel Tammet, illustrating how he visualizes numbers. The full article on Asperger's here in the Times...
It was a day neither strange nor-normal.
1. I walked Nea to the dog park around 8:15, an unusually excellent coffee in hand, to enjoy some dog socializing - an activity that would have made me fake-vomit in years past, but which today I rather enjoy.

There, I was confronted by Richie - a rather large man, chain smoker, MTA worker, wearer of George Michael earring (hoop, cross), conspiracy theorist - you get the gist.

While my dog refused to play with the other dogs, Richie pontificated:

"I wish I had my video camera...these cops (pointing at no cops in sight) are driving around the park pulling down the Vote-Thompson posters."

As I opened my mouth, time slowed, and I painfully watched myself voicing support for Mayor Bloomberg. I'll spare you the details of the argument that ensued. Suffice it to say, Nea should have done something...dropped a stick my my feet...started a fight that required my attention.
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2. We're getting a glass storefront installed this week.

3. John is visiting from Minneapolis.

4. Lunch time; I ate noodles and watched the Statue of Liberty.

5. I refilled my kombucha jars. We have to talk about that at some point.

6. Is 8:22 too early to go to bed?

7. RIP CLS, I'm taking this opportunity to brush up on Structuralism. See #6.