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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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Wednesday, May 10, 2006
Even though I am a bit on the pudgy side myself I feel angered and disgusted by this fat guy who gets on the light rail train almost every evening on a Rascal scooter. I feel angry because he does not need it. I have seen him many times get on the special handicapped ramp then park the Rascal scooter and walk over to take a seat. When he walks he does not limp or anything. He looks to be in his late 40’s early 50’s. He wears glasses and has dark hair and a salt and pepper coloured beard. He must be laziest man on Earth! Why not just walk instead of drive the Rascal around? I don’t know maybe he is not faking it. Its not like I am a doctor or anything. Anyway, today, another fat guy on a Rascal scooter got on the train. He was elderly and wore thick glasses and had a pencil thin grey mustache. He also wore a Baltimore Orioles Event Staff uniform. When the youngish guy on the Rascal saw the older man he immediately struck up a conversation. Apparently, the old man had the Rascal because he had back problems. I did not quiet catch why the young man had a Rascal. The one thing I can say at least the old man appeared to really need the Rascal to get around. Throughout the entire ride he never got out of it. The younger man as I have stated above always gets out of his and parks it while he saunters over to a seat.
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