Just about anyone who does anything on social media has at least thought about what it would be like to create a tweet, Facebook post, YouTube video, meme or any other piece of content that eventually goes ‘viral’. We’ve all seen them too: grumpy cat, cute kids, clumsy drunks, sensational to extraordinary news stories, etc. Content usually meant to be viewed by a relatively few gets viewed by the thousands (and often times millions.)Personally, I’ve spent time in quite a few meetings trying to brainstorm ideas that would turn into viral content. Unfortunately, it’s not that easy. For something to go viral, luck plays a bigger role than actual planning or thought. There’s no magic bullet and no matter how much time, effort or money is put into something – there’s never a guarantee that it’ll take the internet by storm.
My son has autism and by definition that makes me a special needs parent. Although we’re a relatively small community, it’s unfortunate that we’re also a somewhat rapidly growing community. So many parents, so many children – as well as so many adults – whose lives are defined by a different sense of normalcy.
It’s important to note too, however, that despite how we might feel sometimes, we’re not a forgotten group. There are programs, advocacy groups, non-profit organizations and a slew a wonderful volunteers who just want to help, to be there and do what they can to make our lives a little less demanding.
One such group – again, among many – is the Scottsdale Sunrise Rotary.
Five times I’ve gone online – on Facebook, Twitter and of course this blog – and proudly proclaimed myself a “Warrior”.
First I was just a warrior. Then there was the repeat. Next I conquered the battleground in Nebraska before eventually completing the Warrior Dash in Phoenix, Arizona.
Thus becoming a five-time back-to-back, multi-state, multi-time zoned warrior.
I won’t say I ran great nor was I even remotely in what anyone might define as being in “good shape”. But I did it and am proud of the title.
Then there was the Arizona Spartan Race.
This past weekend the family and I went to Hooters for dinner. Kids eat free on Saturdays and when you’ve got 6-year old twins, well, that’s never a bad thing.
Now I know what some of you are thinking (and probably rolling your eyes while doing so): Well. You only go there because the girls are half-naked. Let me quote Chicago Blackhawks color analyst Eddie Olczyk by saying “Stop it right there.”
Granted, our waitress did go a long way in restoring my long wavering faith that Hooters could, in fact, hire attractive women. She did a fine job of showing off her flat midriff and certainly lived up to the perceived reputation of the restaurant. But truthfully, I really do like the wings.
This night, however, was not memorable because of the food.
It’s been awhile since I’ve written anything about young Matt and as I look at recent blogs about his efforts to kick autism’s ass, I can see why: the kid continues to show improvement and that’s not really news anymore. I mean, there are only so many ways I can tell you that he’s doing great.As a matter of fact, he recently got in trouble at school for talking in class. Obviously that’s not what we want, but at the same time it is! He’s socializing more; engaging others. He’s been playing with the neighborhood kids, saying “HI” to everyone and is going out of his way to be part of a group. I was told that just today he, himself, tried to convince his aid that class was cancelled. It wasn’t, of course, but he deserves an A for effort.