Okay, there is no page 29 here. I was reading a web page on style sheet code and started looking up references in different tabs. At one point I had 12 tabs open and it reminded me of my days as a professional computer programmer. Just so you know, I’ll admit that that was a while ago … View full article »
Archive for January, 2011
I had a wake-up call the other night. It wasn’t about my physical health, it was about my spiritual well being. And, as is often the case, this wake-up call came to me disguised as something completely different. Someone had expectations of me and I let them down. In the end, they decided they shouldn’t have had those expectations, but I took a different view. I decided that those expectations were perfectly reasonable, but I should have had those same expectations myself.
I’ll skip the details, but the message is worth noting. I was reminded that I write because I love to write – and I was reminded that love means paying attention to the details. Lately I haven’t been doing that as much as I should. View full article »
I’ve noticed that I beat myself up quite a bit over things. These are things I blame myself for automatically it seems and when I analyze my anger I often find I’m being unfair. I was having trouble defining this situation – trouble figuring out why I did this. View full article »
I’m a guy who needs to know things. Or at least I think I need to know things. There are things I wish I hadn’t looked into. My brain is one of those. I’ve found out that it apparently isn’t right (yeah, yeah, I’ll wait ’til the laughter dies down … okay? Can we proceed?). View full article »
I’m a bit flip at times, but I get away with it because I keep moving. Luckily I like to get my human interaction in small quick doses. View full article »
When you’re growing up, you’re not aware of the changes that take place in real time. But every now and then, you realize change has occurred. I distinctly remember a moment in my life when I realized that I could reach the bathroom sink taps without the assistance of a stool (or jumping up and hanging by my elbows from the sink itself). View full article »
The Magpie effect is alive and well. I see it in other ADHDers, I see it in myself. I don’t understand it, but it’s there. Lots of my mental energy is used up in having conversations with myself about “things” I’m paradoxically sure I need – and sure I can do without. View full article »
Well, it was my birthday yesterday. And yes, I really am that old, half as old as I look, twice as old as I act. This raises the question of how old a person really is. Are you the age the calendar says? Or are you the age your mirror tells you you are? Or maybe you’re the age the neighbour kids think you are when you’re playing road hockey with them. I hope that’s the case, those of us with ADHD always look young when we get distracted by a road hockey game. Age is all about perception. View full article »
There is a persistent myth, with variations, that goes something like this: “ADHD does not exist.” Variations suggest that ADHD isn’t a “Real” disorder because: “It’s diet induced,” “It’s learned behaviour” and “It’s normal child behaviour.”
I’ve yet to find a soul who knowingly suffers from ADHD and still perpetrates this garbage. But I have found several “normans” who insist that they know more about what goes on in my head than I do. View full article »
Bean Counters and Code Crunchers
Computer programmers were fueled by coffee in the eighties ...
Some years ago, in another life, I was a computer programmer. I was also quite addicted to coffee. Some things never change, eh? I was in the habit of hanging out at a coffee shop at the local mall. The owner and I would talk. She talked about running a coffee shop and I talked about computers. View full article »