Pretentious Mark

 

This picture which I call “Pretentious Mark” is one of my favorite images of my early disability years. This image was taken at mom and dad's place when I believe I was living either at the dorm at Boise State University or living at the apartment complex called Protest one. I think this was either Thanksgiving or Christmas dinner. I was kind of dressed up. I think these are even new Levi's so possibly Christmas dinner. One of the few images which survived with me in my beard.. Interesting to note that in my early days I lived under this fantasy that if I were to exit my wheelchair people would not notice my disability. That's true, it's not like I had monkey hands. I think it still look like I have the opposable thumbs. I've noticed with many paras they often ditch their chair any chance that you get. One of the big excuses I used to use for jumping out of my chair and do a couch or even just a regular chair was the comfort issue. Like any seating device is better than sitting in a chair and I still kind of believe that. Of course this is not an issue with the power chair as if you're so disabled but you have to rely on a power assistance device like an electric chair not going to be transferring independently anyway. If you look closely on my red socked foot I actually have on a pair of low-cut Converse All-Stars. It's really quite the pathetic image but I love it anyway and wish I had more of that time.

I still had money left on my Smith's gift card but I got for my friend Kent last week and today was a pretty decent day. The temperature actually got up in the 50s I have to keep telling myself it's January and were in big trouble because reluctant I have enough moisture this winter. That did not deter me however from going out jumping on the bus heading down to Smith's market on 41^st St. and Redwood Road. More than anything else I wanted to get out and enjoy the day and put miles on my power chair. Grapes were just a distraction but I also picked up a broom the one I have I rolled over one too many times in my home health person declared dead. She broke off the offending piece which left quite a shortened cleaning device and let me know how much sweeping with the short room for her back .

The kind of like going a little out of my way to reach the Smith market. It's not as convenient as the market across the street from my apartment complex but in a lot of ways I think it's a better store. Having said that I'm racking up a little guilt because many of the employees at the market across the street I consider my friends and I feel that I'm abandoning them going down to Smith's oh well, I still have about $12 on my card…