Asberger's Anyone?

I liked the idea that I mated with the right no-brainer... A friend once pointed out to me that, in areas where there are higher concentrations of nerdy-types, there are higher incidences of Asberger's Syndrome & Autism in children. You see, when one super-geek mates with another super-geek, you have machine-brain progeny -- kids that can add up anything, but feel nothing. Ta-da! Autism. So, in Silicon Valley and Montgomery County Maryland, there are LOTS of Autistic kids.

My point being, that I'm glad I pro-created with a (ahem) artistic man. And, now that I'm reading The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time, which is told from the perspective of an Autistic kid, I am SURE I have the genetics to make my own Autistic kid.

So, I'm listening to this audio book -- just cause I can't really see _not_ multi-tasking -- as I'm cleaning my bathroom... and I start going through my daughter's room, just because her clutter makes me crazy. Suddenly, I realize that I'm no different from some kid who lines up all of his toy cars, or memorizes what's in his pocket. Shit, I'm a librarian! How much more freakin' hyper-organized do you get?

Good thing I'm not planning on makin' any more babies... with geeks.

In many ways, I've been too busy to post...

(There is always the "spring cleaning" to blame.)

But there _are_ still parts of my home that have been taken over by dinosaurs...

But I've mostly been spending my Spring Break moping around in my pajamas and being mean to my kids. Except for dying Easter eggs:

The fact is that pathetic moping has been the hallmark of my "vacation." God do I love work. That's sad, I know, but work is so great for not actually thinking about things... Like what a great looking couple we made: