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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Monday, July 17, 2006 I had the day off so I went over to visit my fathers house. As luck would have it Uncle Leon showed up. He asked us, me and my father, if we wanted to visit my brother. I did not mind going over to visit him because it was a nice long ride over to the hospital. However, I would have felt uncomfortable going there alone with Uncle Leon. The reason being that I am not much of a conversationalist and my Uncle is a somewhat jovial and talkative person. Also I got the feeling last week that he felt uncomfortable with my lack of verbosity. In the end my father settled the issue by saying that he was not ready to visit my brother. His reasoning was that he felt that Uncle Leon had the tendacy to come over on whims and just announce that he was ready take us over to see my brother without letting us know beforehand. I got the feeling that my father would have prefered that my Uncle had made arraignments beforehand rather than just barging in and making annoncements that HE was ready to take us to see my brother. All in all I felt a little guilty for not going because my father did not want to go. However, I got the feeling that my father kind of wanted to go but was angry at his brother for just barging in and not telling him a day or two ahead of time that he would take him to visit his son.
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