What was your first "Aspie Project"?

[RubenX]

I had a problem. I never slept well at night because my mind was always racing with ideas. Every morning at 6am it was time to get up and get in the car, but I wasn't waking up. My mother would yell and call me repeatedly and I would stay asleep. My mother's solution was to remove the lock of my bedroom door so she could enter in the morning and yank me out of bed. But I was the youngest of nine and I wanted my lock.

I had this "RC Car"... not radio RC, but with a cable going to the controller. It was broken, would not turn anymore. So I opened it and play with connecting the cables directly to the DC Motor to make it turn. I figured out how it worked, and took it off the car and I tied a string to it, with a weight at the end... the string and the weight would rotate... hmm.... I then attached it to the wall and screwed a soda can... turned it on and "bam bam bam bam bam".... then I ran some cables to the other side of the wall, installed a switch and called my mom:

Me - "Mom, you don't have to take my door lock off. This is what you gonna do... in the mornings, you press this button, it will turn that motor, rotating that string, slamming that little rock against that soda can... look"

BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM

Mom - "Wow... that will sure wake you up"

Interesting note... I was 7 years old.

 

[haveyoumettopster]

I wouldn't call mine a project. I used to collect key chains. I bought, asked and exchange them from several sources. I especially liked the kinds with interestingly beautiful patterns, for example, the seashells covered in colored resin, the mini snow globes kind etc. I had hundreds of them. I had this huge transparent piggy-bank/box in the shape of a snowman that could not be filled with coins in this lifetime, so I put the key chains in it. I put it on my nightstand and I looked at it many times a day. On special days, I would take out all the keychains and arrange them in types, most favorite to least or colors, in rows from the floor of the kitchen to the front door all over the house. I walked around and appreciate them like my own little museum. I even kept records of where, when and how I acquired each one of them and how much they costed. I quit right around the time people started to follow what I did. I set many weird trends in my neighborhood. My friends started doing it and the kids next door and sometimes my brother.

The keychain obsession was when I was 8-10. Another early obsession was when I started to enjoy bringing seawater from different beaches home. I live in the South of Thailand. There are lots of beaches to go to. When I was young, there weren't many confusion, frustration or humiliation. I was pretty easy-going. When someone said beach, I said yes right away. I had this idea that water in each beach would look and taste different. I brought them home in a big Coca-Cola bottle. I put them side by side on the shelf in my bedroom and label them. I look at them and was proud. In my free time, I would take some of the bottles and sample their taste and I would rank the saltiness of each beach. I stopped when I became a teenager and more introverted. I wasn't going anywhere even if people paid me to go. Now my obsession mostly revolves around movies, books or any kinds of fiction that could be enjoyed alone at home.