Monthly Archives: September 2007
102.7
I’ve had a fever for the past few days. Fever, headache, sore throat, swollen lymph glands. I can’t focus enough to read anything, nor can I think of writing anything witty. To make up for my disapperance, here is a picture of the world’s cutest little girl with her finger up my nose.
Checklist
Giddy Check
Nervous Check
Zero Desire to do work today: Check
Thinking about boots: Check
Typically, I do not need a checklist to communicate my thoughts or help me understand what is going on in my convoluted, barely post-simian brain. Today, however, I believe I will be lucky to communicate with hoots, howls, pointing, and drooling.
I will grinning like an idiot too. Except when I’m driving. Then I’ll be shaking my fist at the rest of the world.
See, I had better plans for the day….but stupid work got in the way.
Advice time
Dear Internet,
I have a fairly strict budget for everything from Beer and Comics (which I have not bought in almost four months) to video games and clothes. So it should come as no surprise that I have a budget for shoes. Before Jackie, I bought one pair when I needed one. Post Jackie, I feel compelled to stay stylish.
So this morning, when I check my email, I find an add for this:

and this
For a moment, I wish I had sold out and worked in sales. At the same time, I wonder what happened to the guy who didn’t care about shoes or style, and would have balked at paying that much for boots.
I honestly think I can afford one pair and just tighten my belt (meaning more yogurt and granola for dinner, less beer and possibly selling a few things that I mean to sell anyway) this month…and doing the same thing next month. The question is, should I? Keep in mind I just took out my entire new computer fund to buy a camera…so my savings are limited this month.
mobile blog
Two Observations
marching bands at indie rock shows are bad-ass.
If I ever have children, I am taking them to music festivals.
Hi
I have an angry write up about work, a piece on poverty and some random ramblings all clamoring for my attention–in addition to my monthly case notes, treatment reports and intakes. However, right now, I am taking a moment to just appreciate a fantastic few weeks.
I am also desperately trying to remember how many Hideout Block Party tickets I bought. I think I bought one….’cause if I bought three, i have to find two people to more people to go with–and I don’t know anyone who can afford a trip from Seattle to Chicago on such short notice.
Pandering
Look, I’ve been really good lately. Well behaved, got my paperwork done AND I gave away presents. I don’t ask for much. I really don’t. But right now, what I really want is this.
I know what one reader is thinking–”why is he vacuuming cats when he should be vacuuming the floor.” This is a good question, and I have no good answer for it. I will go back to tiding things up now.
Edit: I was kidding–yet 10 minutes after the post is up, I have phone calls asking me for details on what I want. Thank you.
2nd Edit: one shirt bought. Sweet baby Jesus.
NPR and My Job
The following link is an audio interview regarding my worst nightmare–A kid that grows up to be a patterned sex offender. The problem is, I’m not sure the ‘science’ is right. First of all, “the Big Three” of Fire Setting, Bed Wetting after 12 and Cruelty to Animals may not be “The Big Three” after all. I remember a training where in the researchers presented a few studies showing that those links were not as predictive as, say, a history of sexual violence in the home. According to this individual, Brent Brents, he was beaten and sexually assaulted by both of his parents. Those tend to be more causal factors than the “big three.” Without any references posted, please take that statement with a grain of salt.
Secondly, the interviewer says, “It is difficult to diagnose a person without extensive interviews and psychological testing.” Let me rephrase that for the interviewer: It is fucking impossible. Granted, he gets the possible diagnosis of psychopath, and after hearing what he has done and his history, I said, “no shit.” It is not a difficult leap of logic–but it is one that should not be made. A diagnosis needs to be made by a qualified professional, not some guy who heard an interview over the Radio.
If he is a psychopath, then his intention for drawing attention to other patterned offenders is solely for his own benefit. This added publicity may be another attempt to get even with his victims–and while it may be “fun” to speculate, it is also irresponsible.
Now I’ve been doing this work for damn near 10 years. So when I see the Tag Line that he wants to fight crime from behind bars, I figure he is full of shit. If he wants to help, he would willingly be interview by psychologists to help figure out HOW he got so fucked up. His response? A tirade on how psychologists are full of shit.
The neat thing about the cause of the tirade was the interviewer’s use of the word, “confront.” What the interview neglects to mention about psycho-pathology is their reaction to confrontation and humiliation. Certain studies, again from that same big three training that I went to, indicate that the only time emotional centers of the brain are active in a psychopath are when they are being humiliated or confronted. The emotions they display are typically anger. Again, I’m not saying he’s a psychopath, but it was incredibly interesting to hear the Brent go off after he was confronted.
Over all, I think it’s a decent piece. I would just be more careful about the language.
Technorati Tags: Justice, Psychopathology, sexcrime
My Student ID Is
15260. I am registering for a Stat class in the Spring Term–every MSW program I want to go to requires a stat class within the last 5 years. So first step to getting into school is a stat class.
Actually, the first step would be to finish then rewrite of my apps…which I will start with after I finish my last intake report of the day.





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