Mozart and the Whale
There are some times that you go to watch movies in order to escape reality, other times that the movies you go to watch only enhance reality. This just so happened to be the latter. I wasn’t really expecting anything when I went to watch the movie “Mozart and the Whale” but sure got a lot out of the movie. It was just one of a few random movies my mom had rented and since I’ve been too sick to want to do anything but lay down and sleep watching movies has been good, and what I’ve been doing for the last couple of days.
I’ve always just considered myself Obsessive Compulsive because I know that I am… never been truly diagnosed but according to tests that I’ve found, and well my behavior it’s a pretty obvious thing for me. It has never bothered me, and in fact makes me better at a lot of things that I do. Watching Mozart and the Whale which is about a couple of people with Asperger’s syndrome (a kind of autism) I couldn’t help but sit laughing at myself. The movie was a littler peculiar, but I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Probably a million times I’ve had different friends of mine tell me that they were going to clean my room when I was away, which I generally have no response for because what do you say to such treachery?  It’s kind of funny watching Mozart and the Whale one of the big scenes is when Isabelle cleans Donald’s apartment and he FREAKS! It would be about the same for me… I might not live through the ordeal (coronary heart attack) or if I did you might not. From watching the movie I kind of wonder if it could be Autism that plagues me instead of OCD… but then again I’m no expert and when you really look at things ADD, OCD, and Autism all are very near to one another in symptoms and not being any kind of expert really couldn’t tell you what the major differences are. Funny thing is, one of the reasons I fell in love with Chainmaille so much is because of something that would seem very autistic. I have a cousin who is Autistic his mom is a psychologist and was talking about how at her work they have a lead jacket for autistic people because they love the confinement… which is exactly why I love the way chainmaille feels… I like to describe it to people as being the opposite of claustrophobic, when I was in middle school I used to love going into storm drains and I would actually travel entire street blocks through the narrow concrete pipes that connected them… dark, stingy, and barely enough room for my body I loved being there in the quiet hole that was so far from where anyone would bother to find me. Only problem is I’ve got all the bad things about Autism without any of the good side affects, usually autistic people are writers, mathematicians, composers, or in some other great artistic field of profession. Oh well, for those of you who would like to see what would happen to Cody if you really did go through with your plans of secretly cleaning my room while I am away at some point in time watch the movie “Mozart and the Whale” and you’ll get a good idea of why I’ve never allowed anyone to come close to touching my room.