Overcoming AD/HD & Depression With Lots Of Humor And Attitude
iPad Sketch: Rough Sketchy Thing of a Plant and Stuff
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Ugh.
I think I'm done using the Bamboo app for sketching. It's a li'l bit too crude for my style. It didn't help that I lost my Wacom stylus, and I drew instead with a piece of sponge stuck in a pencil extender.
I'll experiment with Paper, Sketchbook Ink, or Sketch Club next. Which art app do you enjoy using?
Did you think I had blogfaded because I had stopped posting? Well, here's my second post in one day. Ha! That'll teach ya! Well, I'm not sure what lesson you can learn from that other than I'm suffering from chronic absentmindedism, and that I didn't post last Monday's ADHD Distraction because I was distracted, but let's change the subject. Having AD/HD means getting bored really quickly. Faster than a speeding bullet quick. Speed of light quick. In fact, I get bored so fast that I'm already bored with tomorrow's distractions before I even discover them. So webcams are passé, Sudoku causes yawns, and I'm desperate to find another constructive distraction that won't suck up my time like a cool raspberry Slurpee on a hot summer day. That's why I'm pleased to introduce today's distraction to you: Mahjong . Mahjong is a great brain teaser. I fell in love with a version of the game called Shanhai on my Sega Master System back in 1990....
WARNING: This column contains sarcasm, humor, and a bit of wit. Just a bit. Being launched into the temporary spotlight of Blogger's Blogs of Note has been a fun ride and a great way to end the first year of this column. I have had my words read by thousands of people and I have met others who, like me, laugh a bit at our ADD selves as we bumble about through life. I'm not alone after all, and that is a wonderful feeling. I've also been introduced to various viewpoints which have given me reason to look at old problems in a new light. Unfortunately, a very vociferous minority disagrees with me. I don't take issue with their opposite viewpoint. I just don't think much of their debating tactics. Mostly they've "cleverly" quoted my words back at me, or misquoted them back at me as is usually the case. Sometimes, though, they tell me what I "really" mean. In fact, this minority doesn't really read my words as much as try to read m...
Two nights ago I asked my thirteen year old daughter for help. I told her I needed her to get me two things from upstairs, but when she asked what they were my mind went blank. I stood there and wrestled with my thoughts to remember what the heck I needed her to get. Soon the neurons in my mind recalled each other's location and I remembered what items I needed, but when I made sure I had her attention I forgot them again so quickly I didn't have a chance to say what they were. She just laughed and laughed. I could have felt frustrated. I certainly felt sheepish, but instead I laughed along with her. I mention this only so you know what type of brain we're working with here when I tell you that last week a reader named Bekah asked me for advice . She shared with me how frustrated she felt when her son, who has ADHD , became frustrated whenever he encountered problems. She wanted to know what she could do to help him. I believe the working theory was that since I had AD/HD I...