...where no Brian has gone before. ---------------------------------------- Standing up. Silent, still. All I have now, in this moment, is a feeling. I feel... Strong. Not strong as in powerful, but rather as being stable. My body feels lean and strong. It's such an unfamiliar sensation, like I have suddenly donned a new body. Unlike any [...]
...she started doing what SHE did best. ------------------------------------------- What Stacy did best (from my adult perspective now) was stand up for herself. My "little" sister has always been the tough one. Back in our cul-de-sac world on sixteenth avenue, the Smith kids would recruit her to play backyard football... on the front line. They used [...]
It all started with the TV. That day I decided to stand up to Bruce, -------------------------------------------- Did I decide to stand up to him... ? Probably not. Considering the way it happened and all that had gone on up to that point, the state of my nearly fifteen-year-old mind was not anywhere near aware enough to [...]
Just a typical scene from a typical middle class, midwestern family. ----------------------------------------------------------------- It all started with the TV. That day I decided to stand up to Bruce, we were all watching TV. Not Mom and Dad, but all us kids. It was a pretty typical scene for our family at that time. As soon as [...]
I’ve gotten so sick of Bruce that it won’t be long (this coming summer actually) till I kick his ass and end that misery. ------------------------------------------------- Of course it never really ends. I simply learn to live with it (or not) and then every day I get to choose wether or not to implement what I've [...]
So Smoke em, while you can We’re all dying slowly anyway man ------------------------------------- The creative juices were certainly flowing back in early 2008. Despite the chaos of my life, I was writing songs left and right. Here's another video I put up on YouTube that same day I did Good Boy. It's called Smoke Em While you [...]
Now I don’t do much of anything I don’t make such a fuss I just live to write songs and sing as I’m driving my bus ------------------------------------------------------- December 7th 2007 This is a screen shot of the first thing I uploaded to Facebook. Just after creating my account. It was a video. Probably saying something [...]
I checked into it and then had a plan for the next time I would interact with Luke. --------------------------------------------------------- Well... I thought I had a plan. I can't even remember what it was now but that doesn't matter. What matters is that I cared enough to be paying attention when an opportunity arose to make [...]
Wake up, Wake up, wa, wa, wa, Wake up! ------------------------------------------- Mind: "I'm going to have to cut it short this morning." Body: "oooooch!!! aaahhh!!! Dang!!" Push... Release... Sit... Ommm... Ommm... Ommm... Inhale, two, three, four, five, six… Exhale, two, three, four, five, six… Inhale, two, three, four, five, six… Exhale, two, three, four, five, six… Ahhh... [...]
For some reason, Luke was focusing on this one character and needing me to focus on the same thing. ------------------------------------------------------------ Of all the people with disabilities (and developmental disabilities in particular) I've worked with over the years, I've had the most difficulty finding a comfortable and/or successful way to interact with those who have autism. [...]