The Adventures and Misadventures of a Neer Do Well Artist Living in Baltimore. |
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About Me
I am a visual artist and writer living in Baltimore. I don't have any artist friends. Frankly, artists scare me, there so darn flaky. The above picture is either of me or proof that I'm a pretty decent artist. My goal is to be a self sufficient artist, whereas I wouldn't have to do something else in the day in order to eke out an existence. I also like to attend various cultural events around town. I go to plays, the symphony, etc. Also, I have Asperger's Syndrome. I found this out recently and it has explained a heck of a lot as to why I am as I am.
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Tuesday, May 10, 2005 MORNING COMMUTE: After I got off the bus and headed for the light rail station I noticed that the odd smell was not confined to my neighborhood. I also noticed that another north bound train was immediately following the north bound train I usually take. This was highly unusual. The trains usually fifteen minutes apart not one after the other. My only thought was that something major must have happened to cause this strange occurrence. I soon got an answer of sorts. As the light rail train ran up the street, I saw two fire fighters walking on the sidewalk. They both looked kind of tired, one of them was holding an axe. I suppose the smell I was smelling was the last remnants of a fire or a very big accident. CONCERN OF THE DAY: Is He Really Handicapped? I saw him the second time in bright daylight. He asked the same passenger the same exact question. I also noticed that he looked possibly developmentally disabled. I based this conclusion solely by the way he was dressed (baseball cap, backpack, and visible MTA pass). He looked as though his mother was still dressing him. When I saw him the first time many months ago I thought he looked familiar. Now I realize why it was that he looked so familiar. I believe he has from time to time gotten off the bus or light rail near the shuttle stop around the same time I do. Well, this morning he didn’t look at all developmentally handicapped. He still had on the baseball cap. On second thought it looked like it might not have been a baseball cap but a traditional cricket cap. In addition to the cap he had on a long sleeve shirt and tie. He looked perfectly normal. He looked like he could be a run of the mill business or computer guy. Perhaps he was normal all along? Perhaps he’s just an eccentric doofus and not handicapped? I guess in the end I will never know for sure... WHAT I’M WEARING:
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