Project Runway‘s Jay is super candid, and that’s why I love him.

If you don’t know who Julia Allison is, it’ll be hard for me to explain this, but I’ll try. She’s a Star editor and supposed dating columnist, yeah, and a person Jakob Lodowick dated, and someone they can’t stop ridiculing on Gawker. But mainly she’s a woman who blogs about herself constantly (with photos). So… someone brilliant wrote a blog about her blog.

Dr. Bukkake gives facials. As far as we can tell, this is not a joke. If you don’t get the joke, that’s probably for the best. (What can I say? I’m not very ladylike.)

This woman does pretty things.

subcategorized linkelodeon, with tangents, form of: Asperger’s Syndrome!

As mentioned before, every time I see a fictional character who I suspect suffers from Aspergers (whether the person portraying that character realizes it or not), I google [character’s name] + “aspergers” to see if anyone else thought so, too.

Last week we watched the best-of-Chris-Farley ep of SNL, and it occurred to me that Chris’s talk show interviewer character has AS. Here’s a transcript of one of those skits. So, I thought maybe Chris was unwittingly imitating someone with Aspergers when he played that popular character. So I googled.

Instead, I found out that Dan Ackroyd was diagnosed with AS as a teenager.

“People Speculated to Have Been Autistic.” Is this my Asperger’s obsession? No. My boyfriend says mine is pulling dandelions, because it takes effort for me to pass one without removing it from the ground, preferably with root intact. I say, “That’s not Asperger’s — that’s a valuable service to the community.” *

My Aspie son’s current obsession: found numbers. Meaning numbers he “finds” on digital clocks and license plates. He talks to me about that for a good fifteen minutes per week. I just listen, and sometimes ask wry questions, but I don’t try to discourage him. I don’t think there’s any wrong with an obsession that hurts no one.

Shirley Dent says “Don’t diagnose fictional characters.” Oops. Sorry, Shirley. No, wait — apology retracted. I’ll diagnose whichever characters I want. I’ll look for stories in which people (autistics, lesbians, latinos, bulimics, cutters, Kinsey Temperament Sorter Margaret Thatchers, crochet enthusiasts, inverted narcissists, and even people just like me) might exist as whatever I need them to be. Including the protagonists, the heroes, and the most empathetic characters in the story.

Let a person pay his $15 for a book and then diagnose (empathize, mis-identify, fantasize) away. Because people are compelled to do this whether they’ve studied revisionist literary criticism or not. Readers need to be able to identify with mainstream fictional characters. Isn’t that one of the basic reasons that art exists?(Personally, I don’t see Austen’s Darcy as an Aspie. But, hey, wouldn’t it be nice if someone wrote a really awesome book in which my son was the romantic hero of the century? Of course.)

Aspergers and Xena, Warrior Princess and Albert Einstein and Jar Jar Binks. And sex.

* I was gonna put in a disclaimer, clarifying for new readers that this was a joke because I’ve never been diagnosed with AS, but that my son has. FYI. But then I thought, “Why?”

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