Wednesday, July 8, 2009
I Miss Him
I go about the house tidying it up a bit, refolding towels in his bathroom, bringing clean clothes to his room. I sit on his bed and breathe in that boy smell of his. No longer do the pillows and sheets have a faint trace of lavender spray to help soothe him, no longer holding the smells of Johnson's Baby shampoo from his sweet head that I rubbed nightly. When did he stop smelling like my little boy? Now I smell his AXE shampoo and body wash. I sneeze. I go upstairs to call him.
Hi honey! Are you having fun? What are you doing?
HI MOM JUST DRIVING A TRACTOR DOWN THE ROAD!
A Tractor? Who on earth is letting you drive a tractor now? (I remember driving the John Deere at The Farm) WHO?
The little green toy one mom! I'm in the road here comes a car oops I'm still here WOW Mikey did you see that? HAHAHAH What Mom? What?
I said, It sounds like you are having fun, I'm glad!
Oh yeah!
I miss you Evan!
Okay.
Did you hear what I said?
Yes, and I said okay.
Clearly the child is unable to express how much he misses be because he hasn't had Starbucks for 5 days.
Monday, July 6, 2009
Behind The Boat On The Water

Sunday, July 5, 2009
To do:
- Finish the P.E. premeire post and insert lots of witty/autastic comments.
- Make a new blog entailing tubing, water snake, fireworks, driving(well, maybe not, that's.. illegal I think? Or is it legal on private property..), Guitar Hero, 80's music, sucky internet connections.. with pictures.
- Upload what (few) pictures I have up here.
- Tweet more throughout the day. (If I can get on shore long enough to get to my phone)
Friday, July 3, 2009
Don't shoot!
Alright.. So.. April 14th, 2008. That was the first time I graced the Public Enemies world with my presence.. or.. something like that. Although alot of that first week was a blur, what with the being sick and trying to keep chugging in the cold Oshkosh weather all week. I remember the first day well enough.. I hope..
“Oshkosh's turn on the big screen just might have outshined Johnny Depp's.
The five or six "Public Enemies" scenes filmed in Oshkosh elicited roars of applause from advance screening audiences Tuesday night.
"It was wonderful to see Oshkosh, and a great movie," Oshkosh's Debbie Sorensen said. "You could pick the scenes shot here out pretty easily. The First National Bank scene was really cool."
The crowd didn't have to wait long to get a look at our home town. A recreation of a Racine bank robbery filmed in front of the Masonic Temple on Washington Avenue comes up quickly and was met with the aforementioned applause. Other scenes filmed in Oshkosh included the robbery of the Security National Bank and Trust of Sioux Falls, S.D., filmed in and outside the bank building at 404 N. Main St., and John Dillinger's arrival by Ford Tri-Motor at Midway Airport, which was filmed at Wittman Regional Airport.
"I recognized so many sites: The library, the Masonic Temple, the bank building, the New Moon. It was awesome," Oshkosh resident David Dupey said. "And the movie was really good, too. The story keeps you intrigued and interested. I'd give it five stars."
Evan Carlson said the atmosphere in the theater was great.
"Everyone was cheering and clapping," Carlson said. "It could've been easy to get lost in the Oshkosh scenes, but I still really got into the story."
Others just got into Depp, ever the heartthrob, portraying John Dillinger.
Eleven-year-old Oshkosh residents Deagan Maki and Brooklyn Keller had a hard time deciding whether Oshkosh or Depp was their favorite part. But they both had favorite Depp moments.
"I liked when Johnny started singing 'Get Along Little Doggy' in the car," Maki said.
"I liked when he escaped from the cabin (Little Bohemia) without getting shot," Keller countered. "It was awesome."
Others thought the film could've been a little better and found the audience's cheers a little distracting.
"It was alright, but I was expecting more action," said Cassy Pape, of Oshkosh. "And it was a little distracting with the cheering and applause."
Others said they expect the cheers for Oshkosh to continue for days.
"If you want people to not cheer when Oshkosh comes on, go see it in Appleton," Oshkosh resident Scott Dercks suggested.
— Jeff Bollier”
Alright, so, y'know, that first night was cool and all.. but.. we didn't know anyone there.. well.. we did.. but we didn't know that they -were- there. I came home, ditzed around and then got in bed. I probably spent an hour catering to my special needs cat's need to be pet constantly while laying on your chest before moving down to the foot of the bed when you fall asleep and stop moving your hand and then running away when the black cat comes with his aura of scary. Yes. I know that sentence is not right. It's how Sophie would word it though, so, tough beans.
Alright.. so.. skip a couple of hours.. in Columbus. We meet at the senior center, which, somehow, brought out insecurities in my mom. I didn't mind. It provided laughs. We hung out there for awhile, talked, sat in a state of being. BEING AWESOME. Because that's what we do. Honestly, can you not tell I'm having memory lapses? Eff you brain. You hurt lately. Alright.. So.. we got on the bus.. and.. OHNOASTAMPEDEOFPHOTOGRAPHS.
Satisfactory.



Thursday, July 2, 2009
Tweet?
Follow me, I'll use it alot more than the blog, prolly, and it'll likely be witty/funny remarks.
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
First Official Public Enemies Review From Oshkosh!!!
This was Evan's first appearance as "Streetwiser"...my oh my, what a year!!!
And now I have to knock off the proud mother crap. He said so.
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
Public Enemies In Our Town!!!
It was truly awesome to see the town that we live in on the big screen...even cooler to see all the places we traveled to last summer on our Deppapalooza Tour...for this amount of absolute wonderment I can excuse the historical inaccuracies...I mean it is Hollywood, and just like this blog, Public Enemies is based on a true story.
The night Evan met Mr. Depp for the first time.(SPOILER ALERT)
Sharp eyes and obsessed stalker-like people will notice that Dillinger wears this jacket in the film
I had the great fortune of sitting next to Mr. Mark Steuer, the man in the interview below. He had some good stories to tell about being an extra, and nodded right along with me about some plot lines that were kinda smooshed together.
And then the ending...yeah, I cried. LIKE A FREAKING BABY!!!
And better yet...Evan and I were interviewed on the way out and all I could say was "I cried at the end", while Evan gave some great eloquent quote...
So, yeah...we are going to see it again on Wednesday night.
More Alike Than He Wants To Admit
Her reply was that I certainly had something going on then, but at the time (many many many years ago) she had no idea what to do about it.
Evan took the opportunity to pipe up that there wasn't a genetic connection, but I tend to disagree with him.
I read an article shortly after he was diagnosed that talked about the same gene that was responsible for bipolar (check) eating disorders (check) depression (check) and alcoholism (Irish Catholic family, many checks) could be linked to autism. I never jumped on the vaccine bandwagon, or any other new theory to come along. Looking at family history and studying genealogy, all of the above runs rampant.
Later I had a conversation with Evan about the interests (obsessions) I had growing up...All things about the English Royal family, which led to owning every book written about Princess Diana, then Jackie Kennedy...and splintering off into sun interests. My family thought it was cute and a phase...it lasted for over 20 years. I didn't have any friends until high-school because I didn't know how to make or keep a friend. I stuck around with adults. I still have problems with this...only keeping a few close friends at a time, and at a distance because I am still unsure of social cues. People exhaust me...but I keep trying, because a lonely life is quite sucky.
Anyway, I was telling Evan that I used to tell my psychiatrist back then that I always felt detached from everything...like I was behind a movie camera and my life was being played out in front of me...I kept trying to call "Scene" and get control but it never worked...the world kept going on while I kept faltering trying to fit in, having no control over anything. Evan seemed to understand what I was saying (or he just pretended to so I would stop talking).
I do believe genetics have a part, and sometimes I feel great guilt that Evan never had a chance in escaping. BUT, I do believe he has a much brighter future than I could ever have dreamed of, and that he will soar to heights I never would have dared imagined.










