“I am going to call that person later; so you can have your breakfast”
“We’re going to Markets Kitchen; so you can have your lunch”
“Let’s go to the mall today; and return those nice cute jeans that don’t fit”
Experts and “autism parents” are quick to assume the reason why parents should use minimal words that borderlines on talking in commands and headlines; is the individual whose talking is very, very wordy.
If I have to blame Gen Z for something it’s the legitimacy of the use of “Okay”. I STRONGLY recommend anyone born after 1998 to please revisit your language structure and avoid using your mobile phone’s auto correct or fill, because let’s direct the word…
“OK” is technically a shortened acronym of “Okay”. It has history going back nearly 180 years in the Boston Morning Post. According to this article, it states:
Hey can you come closer to the phone? I can’t hear you.
I did not hear a word of what you said because there is so much noise, can you call me at another number?
Wordiness is a deadly weapon. It’s a deadly poison to the brain. It’s not about how much words, or how much less, it’s all about the lack of putting the right contexts together. Not to appear to be sexist, but women, most likely post menopausal are the worst offenders. Guys are subjected to such chatter. I am not suggesting that men and women are inherently different; it’s that they don’t emphasize their language structure. There’s actually two parts to this story, there’s the excessive use of words; and then there’s CNBC’s Sara Eisen, whose notorious for butchering the English Language!
Have you been working too hard working from home?
Are people getting in your hair?
Are you concerned if you are in a non-compliant workspace?
I have been WFH before there was even a phrase; I know what can work and what shouldn’t; here are my suggestions
Today is the day to vote because our geriatric Secretary of State believes “early elections” “cheapens” the elections (Union Leader, circa late 2016). BTW many department heads at the New Hampshire government is NOT elected by you. Save that for another day.
Just in case you are being suckered into vote an entire party, do know that is meddlign with the elections. In the jury system, they tell you not to rely your opinions on the media, well please refrain from voting based on what Sean Hannity, or any commentator on any cable network after midnight Eastern Time to 11:59 pm Eastern Time. Vote on what YOU believe that impacts YOU. Not your friends, not your family, not what you think should be the greater impact. People are selfish in real life, but selfless in the booth. The logic makes no sense.
Meanwhile I am very unhappy with our two parties (as well as the creepy carpetbagging Free Staters…)
Why the Republicans are a Joke
The Democrats are a Lost Cause
And a later time why cable news is dangerous to democracy
How the local media lacks holding the real power accountable
And why SB2 (the municipal “elections” destroys democracy in the form of enabling lazy voters.)
Celebrate the freedom of voting based on the responsibilities of voting for the right people based on what YOU believe and HANDLE the consequences if a pol is doing the WRONG thing despite acting as if he’s “RIGHT”.
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This was derived from a Facebook status post, and written to honor the memory of a teacher from the days I attended the GLEC program in Massachusetts. In August of last year, this teacher I knew from the sister program I attended, had passed away. She was south of 35 years old, if I did my math right by two months. I say this with the utmost sadness recalling the emotions and celebrating her life. This one has only but positive memories because that was the individual she was. Rare.
A year ago I had to go through a death of Kristin Mulvey, people in my remaining GLEC/CREST circles would relate to. She died of a really nasty high stage ovarian cancer, which is the worst bitch on the planet if you asked me. 
🙂 I am going to just be upfront and say she was my last teacher crush, and for all the right reasons. She never had any skeletons in her closet (which is the vulernabiltiies for people to “fall for” even with a woman-crush/professional-crush situations), she was the real deal – what you saw was what you got. She never came off like princess, or a bitch, rude or disrespectful. (This occurs a lot in the SPED circles sadly.) The people that I know that knew her had nothing bad to say about her at all not because they wanted to cover her, it was real. Because SHE WAS the real deal. She was the cool-chick, the laid back cool woman type that wouldn’t let the smallest things of a person bother her or take it out against a student (anyone whose a student in SPED in one walk of life could relate to.)
She was so dedicated to her work with severely disabled students. She did stuff that wasn’t in her pay grade because she wanted to. She never used her power to pivot to another career. Sure she had changed employers since, but I have seen too many people just wanting to make a name for THEMSELVES in the actions of other disabled students.
She never treated ANY of her students differently. Including the students from the other programs (that’s-a-me) and it’s rare to find people who valued people as people. I can’t speak too much of her profession since it was over a decade ago, but the dedication was one of the many qualities that would make me be attracted to her, or have as a 1on1 para mind you since it’s so hard to find good help. She was the rare breed. I’m grateful that always spoke highly of me years after I left in 2008, a source had confirmed that to me.
She was also the 4th close death (people I knew prior to 21) in like 8 months, and the first of series that were close which ranged in emotions. I was aware of her illness in the fall 16; it wasn’t a question of if, only when, and even if you think on the latter, the emotions of the former could hit.
When I received the email of her passing my after was just somber, just sad. That’s all I can describe. I knew some of her family in various circles over those same years I knew her, which kinda made the bond between those individuals in different ways.
All I can say I miss her so dearly and that she was a very rare product of the special education world, and sadly she can’t be replaced and people like her are born with it. If a Kristin was in my life in school, I may had become a different person earlier on than later in my life because she was always pleasant. I suspect that is more of a temperament than anything else.
Loosing someone like Kristin has made me rethink on how I should value and find quality help. I wished it didn’t happen this way. The worst sensation for me is to loose someone that you can’t say anything critical about, because someone like Kristin was so damn awesome. I can only speak for myself, I miss you!
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I had been off for most of the summer. While I have been very active and busy, I’ve also been suffering depression (the oxymoron.) After a couple of months, I figured out why. In fact it was a night last week where it call came together.
I am not “crippled” enough. I am not “disabled” enough, meaning I am not as “needy” as others, even though I still have needs to be met.
Now I realize how the system is, how it works, and the only way to get true social value to one’s figurative dollar is to be non verbal or be on a wheelchair.
Society is extremely backwards but rest assured, I got a handle of this.
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A lot of the Adult Fans of Lego community tend to mimic, but not fully replicate real life things. I’ve been to a few Lego conventions, and seen the AFOLs. I tend to get desensitized of the creations, and anything that has “Brick” to the name. Look at my vanity DNS, heheh?
This vehicle is based on most of the US workflow of local TV stations called Electronic News Gathering. ENG has been around since the days of the video cassette tape. This technology married with microwave and satellite transmission. (Most often the AFOLs build the vehicles on the latter, not the former. Even worse the Master Builder at Legoland in Boston even told to this writer about the mast to “satellite dish” was broken.)