This blog is done!

Or to quote Douglas Adams “Goodbye and thanks for all the  fish!”

This blog is done. What? You’re going to miss it? Both of you? Really? Well, don’t despair, this blog is done … being posted at WordPress. My hosts for the past nine months and 57 posts have been great, but I wanted something more. I wanted to be able to use Java and wordpress.com strips that out at publication time. Also, although the stats page is a great beginning it isn’t as great as Googles Analytics, and Analytics requires me to have access to my source code that WordPress.com doesn’t allow.

So I’ve packed up my stuff and moved. I went to Kelly’s web page and they gave me a corner office with a huge desk and a credenza. I piled all my stuff on the credenza so I can’t actually see what it looks like, some day I’ll put all that junk away and describe the thing to you. I’m kinda curious myself, should have looked when I first got here, eh?

And the move is complete, you can go to the new site and have a look around. All the content that’s here has been packed up and schlepped over there by diligent movers. Posts and even comments, anything that was part of this site that I didn’t want to take with me has been left sitting in boxes in corners.

If you subscribe to this page, I’ll try to set up your subscription at the new page. If I can’t, I’ll let you know and you can do it yourself (unless you were looking for an excuse to opt out of this service).

So that’s it, I’m outta here. I’ll probably come back to pick up some stuff. But, in the words of  Jacob Marley “Look to see me no more.”. At least look to see me here no more, look to see me at the new

Tao Of Taylor

Happy New Year!

Mural Man, new years resolve!

There is something about this time of year that makes me drift towards the philosophical. I was minding my own business the other day, writing about ADHD and focus, sipping coffee and listening to the radio with half an ear. As I listened in that distant way, I misheard a song. Can’t say what that song was but I noted what I’d misheard. “Mural Man …”. I knew it was wrong, but I let my mind wander with it. Where did it go …? My mind came up with this life analogy.

Me and Bing and Bowie … just trying to “drum up” a little Christmas spirit …

You know, me and Bing and Bowie are tight, the best of friends. Bing Crosby and David Bowie don’t know that, but it’s true. I never really understood why ’til this Christmas season. And now, you poor things, I’m going to explain it to you.

This is a link to youtube, the video may not be viewable here.

10 Tips for a Happy ADHD Christmas

“ADHD is a context driven disorder.”

Okay, we’ve all heard this, but what does it really mean? And once we understand what it means, how do we use that knowledge to our advantage?

ADHD for Christmas (or “Taylor talks about that Gift issue, maybe …”)

Imagine it’s Christmas morning and you’re a child with a dream. That dream is to have the fastest coolest sled ever, maybe the new XK900 or whatever. You wake up and hit the floor running. The blankets are barely settling back down on your bed when you hit the bottom of the stairs. And there, under the tree, is the brightest, shiniest, most amazingly disappointing violin you’ve ever seen.

The Wizard of ADD!

I don’t live on a farm, not anymore. I live in the burbs. And I’m not from Kansas, I’m firmly ensconced in the Great White North (Ontario, Canada). But lately I’ve been feeling like I’m trapped in a very bad remake of the Wizard of Oz.

It’s bad because it doesn’t follow the original plot very well and, for some inexplicable reason, I keep changing characters.

Dear Santa:

I thought I was being good this year. Then I found out I have ADHD.

Holiday Festiveness.

People who have problems often get really great stuff for Christmas, so I had been wondering what wonderful things might be under the tree for me this yuletide season.

A lot of research later, and I’m wondering if I should even bother putting up a tree.

The Trail.

Milkweed husks along the trail

We’ve had snow this year. A couple of times it’s come down and stayed for a bit – well a few hours, a day and a half – maybe. But today, I think it’s here to stay for the season.

When I went for my walk today it involved layers of clothes and my funny Cannuck hat with the rabbit fur and the ear flaps. I wore heavier boots and of course my light winter coat (I’ll keep the heavy coat in reserve for when the temps drop below 0°F). Once I clipped my big mitts to my belt and slung my canvas camera bag over my shoulder I looked like I was ready for the trap line. I did leave the snowshoes at home (but I do have a pair of them, eh!). Warm summer days are a kind of warm we can all appreciate, but the warmth of being well dressed on a cold day is a special feeling.

Fry-ed ADHD Twit(terer, ahh tweeterer? whatever …)

Okay, confession time, I love British sitcoms. Not all of them, but too many of them to list here.

Why is this a confession?

Well, I hate TV! Okay, I hate what TV does to me. Thanks to my ADHD I find myself regaining consciousness, when the box snaps off, vague and hazy memories of staring vacantly and vacuously comatose at a screen that’s grabbed my attention.

On the Road Again

Okay, I’ve blogged about driving, and we’ve come to the conclusion that I’m a great driver but the roads are all crooked and everyone else on them isn’t watching where I’m going. I know you’re all working on that, some of you may be improving a little – we’ll see how that goes.