I'm voting assholish, Teppy. Sound to me like he's got a superiority complex coupled with poor social skills. By the time Aspies are adults, a lot of them have figured out what makes them different and how to either try to fit in or avoid situations where they do not. (at least from what I've read on Aspergers--which is a lot since we suspect that's where Owen falls on the spectrum)

Congratulations, d! It looks great!

d - what a cute house. Congratulations.

Obviously it depends on degree of Aspergers. But at least some people with Aspergers can be pretty good at social skills. I know at least one Aspergers person who is a successful professor, very charming in most one to one situations. He has a near genius IQ, figured out early that social clumsiness was hurting him in getting what he wanted, and uses the same parts the brain he uses to do math and write brillian economics papers to figure out out to handle social situation. Where the Aspergers still shows if someone takes him by surprise with a category of behavior he does not a have prepared category of response for. Though his default response to stuff he does not know how to handle can actually be very effective, which is smile sweetly, and walk out of the room if practical, turn his back (literally) if walking out is not practical, and close his eyes and turn his head away if turning his back is not practical. I can think of a lot of cases where this behavior pattern is superior what I have done in similar situations. In all fairness there are degrees of Aspergers, and I don't think my acquaintence has the most severe type.

d - very cute house! congratulations!

I get weird when I'm sick, Tep. I mean, more than normal.

I get weird when I'm sick, Tep. I mean, more than normal.

I think it's that, plus being exhausted today (whether the exhaustion is from sleeping poorly, or being sick, or lifting weights yesterday -- or all 3 -- I don't know), and not eating as well as I ought to lately (too much sugar).

Wow, d, congratulations!

And congratulations to askye and Slartibarfast!

Portland pictures are very scant due to me being sick most of the time, but here's the best of the small batch:

We flew up Saturday and missed naptime. Matilda played ball in the backyard with her uncle and scampered around enjoying all the space while I lolled around being sick. On Sunday she was lethally adorable. On Monday morning she was in a Mood and I was feeling slightly better. We wandered the neighborhood exploring ecohome exhibits and collecting pinecones. There was a playground visit, fun with pipecleaners, watercolors, and yummy drinks. Matilda also watered vegetables, personified unflappable supervillainy, and teeter-tottered (with assistance). And then we came home. The end.

Even the slightest fever tends to make my thinking fucked up(So I live on the sun's surface...yay me) But you know... The cable was out for two hours this morning and I feel like I've survived an amputation...that ain't right, huh? No.

"Do you KNOW how many calories are in that?!?"

"Do you KNOW that's considered a rude question?"

Seriously. I think "treat him like your toddler" might be in order for him and Hil's office mate. No explaination, no discussion, and if they do it again just tell them its rude. If they want to make an issue of it to some higher authority let them try.