Today I am honored (and a little frightened) to turn my blog over to Lynn Hudoba whose own blog, My Life as an Ungraceful, Unhinged, and Unwilling Draftee into the Autism Army is one of my first cyber stops every day. After reading her guest post, I am certain you will see why.
Jerry Seinfeld did a bit on his old show about “Night Guy” and “Morning Guy”, and how the former always screws the latter. Night Guy stays out late and gets drunk and doesn’t care about the hangover because that’s Morning Guy’s problem.
I was reminded of this joke as I was pondering potential fallout from my blog. I blog rather openly about life with my autistic daughter, Audrey. I freely use my full, actual name, Audrey’s real first name (she has a different last name than me), and post photos and video of her. I’ve jokingly teased other bloggers who use pseudonyms and don’t post pictures, Big Daddy being one of them. Big Daddy tries to pretend this his first and middle names are indeed “Big” and “Daddy”, but I know better. No flies on me. BD finally copped to his real first name and I’m still suffering the PTSD. Suffice to say, that his pseudonyminizing isn’t solely for privacy reasons.
Anyway, I’ve been feeling slightly less blowhardy on the topic lately, and have started to take some (hopefully not too late) measures to protect our privacy a bit more. But I’m not going to stop being frank and open about our lives.
Will Future Me be pissed off at Present Me if classmates of Future Audrey get their hands on my blog and use it as fodder against her? More importantly, what will Future Audrey think? Present Audrey loves looking at the pictures and videos of herself on the blog, but she can’t conceive of any potential issues down the road.
Present Me is hoping that Future Audrey will be very understanding of Present Me and the therapeutic role that blogging had in my life. If not, I’m assuming that Future Audrey will for sure be able to turn herself into a cyborg at will. The Audrinator will travel back in time to April 1, 2010, the day that I started my blog, and stop me from typing those first words with her steely claw.
I’d better hope that she’s understanding.
© 2010, Big Daddy. All rights reserved.