I think that the Asperger Life is like this: You’re given a small closet. Inside are things that you need – shoes, a pair of jeans, a T-shirt. But people keep hanging their stuff in your closet; ridiculous things like ball gowns, spike heels, fur coats, scuba gear, career advice, guys you ought to marry, and “how-to” books about everything from pets to kids. Their ideas; their way of doing things. And the object of an Asperger Life is to empty the closet so that you’re back to having just what you need.