Confession time: I hate Super Bowl Parties. When it comes time to watch the biggest football game of the year, I want to WATCH the game. I do not want to be in a room with people who “are just here for the commercials.” I do not want to be in a room with people […]Read more "III Years Makes It a Tradition"
I talk a lot on this blog about the things being an autism parent has taught me. Among the most important: learning to recognize difference in others and place it into perspective. Since autism is a spectrum disorder, the differences in those it touches are all a matter of degrees, from those lightly brushed by […]Read more "A Spectrum as Wide as the Human Experience"
I am not a great dancer. I might not even be good. I’m certainly not good like, say, Dennis Norfleet: Norfleet is a slot receiver/third-down back/kick- and punt-returner for Michigan. You put him on a field in front of 100,000 people, and he’s going to dance. It doesn’t matter if Michigan’s winning or losing or […]Read more "And We Danced"
Something interesting happened at the Michigan-Rutgers game Saturday night. No, not Michigan’s loss. Those are becoming routine. No, not that Michigan put 10 men out on a special-teams play, again. No not that Michigan mismanaged the clock, again. You get the picture. No, this interesting thing happened before the game. We had settled into our […]Read more "The Meaning of a Picture"
We went. Of course we went. Michigan lost. Of course Michigan lost. We left the house at 3:30 p.m. and returned at 1 a.m. In between we picked up my friends C. (Rutgers grad) and D. (Michigan grad, like me)., drove to Piscataway, parked, attempted to tailgate, rode a bust to the stadium, endured a […]Read more "Postscript: We Went (Because Of Course We Did)"