The food is pretty good there: I ate Malaysian spicy chicken fried rice. At these events I tend to talk to Bev more than anyone else: we're the two oldest people in the group. She's twice as passionate about Bradley Manning as I am. (We've been talking a lot about that case at THE HUFFINGTON POST the last few days. I wrote of the bit in SERPICO where Al Pacino's girlfriend told the story of a king who was the only one in the kingdom who didn't drink from a well that made people crazy, so they thought he was the crazy one instead, until he drank too and they decided he'd come to his senses.)
In the evening I went to another Aspie event at the Geneva Centre. I used to go to an Aspergers support group there because I wanted to meet people, but then I decided I could do it through other means like Meetup.
Anyhow, this event involves a psychologist called Jonathan Weiss who got a research grant and wants to work with us Aspies on things like "mindfulness." We'll see how that works out. I've worked with a psychologist before: Liljana Vuketic interviewed me in researching her doctoral dissertation, and paid me $200 which I promptly squandered on books. BTW, they've now stopped calling it Aspergers and just call it high-functioning autistic spectrum disorder, or something like that.
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You are a dear friend, James. It was a great day-long get together with our fellow Aspies.
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