OK, so I’ve finally broke down and started a blog. I figured I’d better get on this train if I want to still pretend I’m hip to what the kids are doing. I’m not really sure what it’s going to be yet so…we’ll see. Nothing like having a diary that’s searchable by the entire world. So much for privacy.
Here’s my first brilliant observation: the spellcheck feature has drawn a red squiggly line under the word “blog” you think they would’ve figured that out by now.
Oh, and I’m going to backdate a few posts that I should’ve made earlier, but didn’t get around to starting this thing til now, just so you know.
On a very brief trip to L.A. I got to see what it’s like on the front lines. I met Bob Odenkirk on a picket at Paramount Thursday. There were only about 4 people at the Bronson gate so I got to bask in his funny for awhile. We talked about the strike and his kids, but mostly we talked about autism. The son of a friend of his has autism and Bob was very knowledgeable about the boy’s condition, regression and treatments. He almost sounded like an Autism dad, himself. What a great friend he is to that Autism dad and his son. God bless you Bob Odenkirk.
Check out the page one article in Sunday’s Portland Press Herald: