Awkward Aspie Adventure #1: Driving Through the Snow

It snowed this morning and that means I get to wear my winter apparel and tug on my beartraps (yes that's why my boots are really called). The I put on my Gryffindor beanie and scarf, but too bad I'm not taking the Hogwarts express to a magical school. No I get to go on a less magical journey in a non-magical Carbecue. The Carbecue is infamously named because well in the summer the air conditioning panel does not work, but the side and floor vents work fine. When it gets to a hundred degrees in the summer it is no longer the Carbecue, but instead it has turned into Carmagedon. During the winter it is just the Tempo or the G-Ride since it originally belonged to my grandfather. After I got my stuff together it was time to go outside and freeze like the rest of the normal people, sometimes there are perks to liking the great indoors. It was the first the time I got to drive in the snow, which is a big deal considering that this is my first year driving. I had no desire to drive when I was 16 because I am one of those people who love to stare out the window and watch the world go by while taking in every detail I can. Besides nobody was really anxious to teach me, nerves I guess or maybe it was just because I didn't want to be taught. Eventually my sister-in-law Tiffany taught me in exchange for babysitting her kids off and on. Long story short I learned how to drive it just took time. Today I started on an entirely new adventure, but the roads weren't icy and it was just like driving in the rain, minus the wet windshield, plus it helped when the person in front of me was going 15 mph on a 30 mph road. Heck you don't see me panicking.

So in the summer its the Carbecue, in the winter...the icebox?

After I got to school I did my usual wandering around the library and I get plenty of strange looks from the Librarians. They probably wonder why I come in each day and never bother to check out a book, its great to have a mind that can remember little facts about things. After sauntering around the library for a bit I went to Fiction Writing class and got in 2,000 words for Nanowrimo. Nanowrimo stands for National Novel Writing Month and its a month where the very brave few decide to write 50,000 words (that's two hundred pages) for fun and its worth 500 points of our grade. Nobody takes Fiction Writing Class because its easy, but because its a heck of a lot of fun. After Fiction Writing Class I headed up to Humanities Medieval to Modern.

 

We end with our fact of the day with something I learned in Humanities: I've always known what the Night Aria is, but I never understood its importance because let's face it opera is beautiful, but very difficult to understand and its got a lot of high pitch sound that I think only autistic people can hear. Our teacher explained that the Nigh Aria has the highest notes ever to be sung in an opera. The high notes that he spoke of start at 2 minutes and 50 seconds in and ends at 3 minutes and 27 seconds. Let's admit it she's very scary and kind of freaky as the Queen of the Night. She rocks to the rhythm a bit, with her torso arched slightly forward to hit those kind of notes. In order to hit those notes you have to be a very special kind of soprano, you have to be a coloratura soprano they are defined by greats runs and leaps in pitch. Diana Damrau is one of I think eight people since the time of Mozart that can sing the Night Aria. If you can perform the Night Aria then you are automatically locked in to play the Queen of the Night until retirement. Diana Darmau is currently locked in to play the Queen of the Night for 15 productions. That's pretty incredible.