This is a simple reminder of what Memorial Day is.
A day to remember those who paid the ultimate price so some sorry ass, race baiting, gay marriage supportin', hemp shoe wearing, earth saving commie can say and do whatever they feel like.
Thank you to all of our veterans. God bless you all.
Friday, May 25, 2007
Sunday, May 6, 2007
Happy Mother's Day
Mean Moms
Someday when my children are old enough to understand the logic that motivates a parent, I will tell them, as my Mean Mom told me:
I loved you enough . . . to ask where you were going, with whom, and what time you would be home.
I loved you enough to be silent and let you discover that your new best friend was a creep.
I loved you enough to stand over you for two hours while you cleaned your room, a job that should have taken 15 minutes.
I loved you enough to let you see anger, disappointment, and tears in my eyes. Children must learn that their parents aren't perfect.
I loved you enough to let you assume the responsibility for your actions even when the penalties were so harsh they almost broke my heart. But most of all, I loved you enough . . . to say NO when I knew you would hate me for it.
Those were the most difficult battles of all. I'm glad I won them, because in the end you won, too. And someday when your children are old enough to understand the logic that motivates parents, you will tell them.
Was your Mom mean? I know mine was. We had the meanest mother in the whole world! While other kids ate candy for breakfast, we had to have cereal, eggs, and toast. When others had a Pepsi and a Twinkie for lunch, we had to eat sandwiches. And you can guess our mother fixed us a dinner that was different from what other kids had, too. Mother insisted on knowing where we were at all times. You'd think we were convicts in a prison. She had to know who our friends were, and what we were doing with them. She insisted that if we said we would be gone for an hour, we would be gone for an hour or less. We were ashamed to admit it, but she had the nerve to break the Child Labor Laws by making us work We had to wash the dishes, make the beds, learn to cook, vacuum the floor, do laundry, empty the trash and all sorts of cruel jobs. I think she would lie awake at night thinking of more things for us to do. She always insisted on us telling the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth. By the time we were teenagers, she could read our minds and had eyes in the back of her head. Then, life was really tough! Mother wouldn't let our friends just honk the horn when they drove up. They had to come up to the door so she could meet them. While everyone else could date when they were 12 or 13, we had to wait until we were 16. Because of our mother we missed out on lots of things other kids experienced. None of us have ever been caught shoplifting, vandalizing other's property or ever arrested for any crime. It was all her fault. Now that we have left home, we are all educated, honest adults. We are doing our best to be mean parents just like Mom was. I think that is what's wrong with the world today.
It just doesn't have enough mean moms!
Someday when my children are old enough to understand the logic that motivates a parent, I will tell them, as my Mean Mom told me:
I loved you enough . . . to ask where you were going, with whom, and what time you would be home.
I loved you enough to be silent and let you discover that your new best friend was a creep.
I loved you enough to stand over you for two hours while you cleaned your room, a job that should have taken 15 minutes.
I loved you enough to let you see anger, disappointment, and tears in my eyes. Children must learn that their parents aren't perfect.
I loved you enough to let you assume the responsibility for your actions even when the penalties were so harsh they almost broke my heart. But most of all, I loved you enough . . . to say NO when I knew you would hate me for it.
Those were the most difficult battles of all. I'm glad I won them, because in the end you won, too. And someday when your children are old enough to understand the logic that motivates parents, you will tell them.
Was your Mom mean? I know mine was. We had the meanest mother in the whole world! While other kids ate candy for breakfast, we had to have cereal, eggs, and toast. When others had a Pepsi and a Twinkie for lunch, we had to eat sandwiches. And you can guess our mother fixed us a dinner that was different from what other kids had, too. Mother insisted on knowing where we were at all times. You'd think we were convicts in a prison. She had to know who our friends were, and what we were doing with them. She insisted that if we said we would be gone for an hour, we would be gone for an hour or less. We were ashamed to admit it, but she had the nerve to break the Child Labor Laws by making us work We had to wash the dishes, make the beds, learn to cook, vacuum the floor, do laundry, empty the trash and all sorts of cruel jobs. I think she would lie awake at night thinking of more things for us to do. She always insisted on us telling the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth. By the time we were teenagers, she could read our minds and had eyes in the back of her head. Then, life was really tough! Mother wouldn't let our friends just honk the horn when they drove up. They had to come up to the door so she could meet them. While everyone else could date when they were 12 or 13, we had to wait until we were 16. Because of our mother we missed out on lots of things other kids experienced. None of us have ever been caught shoplifting, vandalizing other's property or ever arrested for any crime. It was all her fault. Now that we have left home, we are all educated, honest adults. We are doing our best to be mean parents just like Mom was. I think that is what's wrong with the world today.
It just doesn't have enough mean moms!
Immigration Made Simple
Recently large demonstrations have taken place across the country protesting the fact that Congress is finally addressing the issue of illegal immigration.
Certain people are angry that the US might protect its own borders, might make it harder to sneak into this country and, once here, to stay indefinitely.
Let me see if I correctly understand the thinking behind these protests.
Let's say I break into your house.
Let's say that when you discover me in your house, you insist that I leave.
But I say, "I've made all the beds and washed the dishes and did the laundry and swept the floors. I've done all the things you don't like to do.
I'm hardworking and honest (except for when I broke into your house).
According to the protesters:
* You are Required to let me stay in your house
* You are Required to add me to your family's insurance plan
* You are Required to Educate my kids
* You are Required to Provide other benefits to me and to my family (my husband will do all of your yard work because he is also
hardworking and honest, except for that breaking in part).
* If you try to call the police or force me out, I will call my friends who will picket your house carrying signs that proclaim my RIGHT to be there.
* It's only fair, after all, because you have a nicer house than I do, and I'm just trying to better myself. I'm a hardworking and honest, person, except
for well, you know, I did break into your house.
And what a deal it is for me!!!
I live in your house, contributing only a fraction of the cost of my keep, and there is nothing you can do about it without being accused of having cold, uncaring, selfish, prejudiced, and bigoted behavior. Oh yeah, I DEMAND that you to learn MY LANGUAGE so you can communicate with me.
Why can't people see how ridiculous this is! Only in America .....If you agree, pass it on (in English). Share it if you see the value of it.
If not blow it off......... along with your future Social Security funds, and a lot of other things.
And while we're at it how's 'bout that new amnest er uh immigration reform bill?
Certain people are angry that the US might protect its own borders, might make it harder to sneak into this country and, once here, to stay indefinitely.
Let me see if I correctly understand the thinking behind these protests.
Let's say I break into your house.
Let's say that when you discover me in your house, you insist that I leave.
But I say, "I've made all the beds and washed the dishes and did the laundry and swept the floors. I've done all the things you don't like to do.
I'm hardworking and honest (except for when I broke into your house).
According to the protesters:
* You are Required to let me stay in your house
* You are Required to add me to your family's insurance plan
* You are Required to Educate my kids
* You are Required to Provide other benefits to me and to my family (my husband will do all of your yard work because he is also
hardworking and honest, except for that breaking in part).
* If you try to call the police or force me out, I will call my friends who will picket your house carrying signs that proclaim my RIGHT to be there.
* It's only fair, after all, because you have a nicer house than I do, and I'm just trying to better myself. I'm a hardworking and honest, person, except
for well, you know, I did break into your house.
And what a deal it is for me!!!
I live in your house, contributing only a fraction of the cost of my keep, and there is nothing you can do about it without being accused of having cold, uncaring, selfish, prejudiced, and bigoted behavior. Oh yeah, I DEMAND that you to learn MY LANGUAGE so you can communicate with me.
Why can't people see how ridiculous this is! Only in America .....If you agree, pass it on (in English). Share it if you see the value of it.
If not blow it off......... along with your future Social Security funds, and a lot of other things.
And while we're at it how's 'bout that new amnest er uh immigration reform bill?
New Math
Last week I purchased a burger at Burger King for $1.58. The counter girl took my $2 and I was digging for my change when I pulled 8 cents from my pocket and gave it to her. She stood there, holding the nickel and 3 pennies, while looking at the screen on her register. I sensed her discomfort and tried to tell her to just give me two quarters, but she hailed the manager for help. While he tried to explain the transaction to her, she stood there and cried. Why do I tell you this?Because of the evolution in teaching math since the 1950s:
1. Teaching Math In 1950: A logger sells a truckload of lumber for $100. His cost of production is4/5 of the price. What is his profit?
2. Teaching Math In 1960: A logger sells a truckload of lumber for $100. His cost of production is4/5 of the price, or $80. What is his profit?
3. Teaching Math In 1970: A logger sells a truckload of lumber for $100. His cost of production is$80. Did he make a profit?
4. Teaching Math In 1980: A logger sells a truckload of lumber for $100. His cost of production is$80 and his profit is $20. Your assignment: Underline the number 20.
5. Teaching Math In 1990: A logger cuts down a beautiful forest because he is selfish andinconsiderate and cares nothing for the habitat of animals or the preservation of our woodlands. He does this so he can make a profit of$20.
What do you think of this way of making a living? Topic for class participation after answering the question: How did the birds andsquirrels feel as the logger cut down their homes? (There are no wrong answers )
6. Teaching Math In 2006: Un hachero vende una carretada de maderapara $100. El costo de laproducciones es $80. Cuanto dinero ha hecho?
'Nuff said.
1. Teaching Math In 1950: A logger sells a truckload of lumber for $100. His cost of production is4/5 of the price. What is his profit?
2. Teaching Math In 1960: A logger sells a truckload of lumber for $100. His cost of production is4/5 of the price, or $80. What is his profit?
3. Teaching Math In 1970: A logger sells a truckload of lumber for $100. His cost of production is$80. Did he make a profit?
4. Teaching Math In 1980: A logger sells a truckload of lumber for $100. His cost of production is$80 and his profit is $20. Your assignment: Underline the number 20.
5. Teaching Math In 1990: A logger cuts down a beautiful forest because he is selfish andinconsiderate and cares nothing for the habitat of animals or the preservation of our woodlands. He does this so he can make a profit of$20.
What do you think of this way of making a living? Topic for class participation after answering the question: How did the birds andsquirrels feel as the logger cut down their homes? (There are no wrong answers )
6. Teaching Math In 2006: Un hachero vende una carretada de maderapara $100. El costo de laproducciones es $80. Cuanto dinero ha hecho?
'Nuff said.
Friday, May 4, 2007
Pop Quiz
Alright, pop quiz!
If you were a Mexican living in Mexico will you be more likely to die or sneak across the border in the coming year?
If you said die, you're wrong.
Frightening, isn't it?
If you were a Mexican living in Mexico will you be more likely to die or sneak across the border in the coming year?
If you said die, you're wrong.
Frightening, isn't it?
Tuesday, April 24, 2007
You Can't Make This Stuff Up Or Hey Ho Let's Go!
Did you ever hear, see, read, experience etc. something so bizarre that it had to be fiction, only to realize it wasn't? Oh wait, maybe the thought police or the Libs for less coarse media will take issue with the title of this post. Anyway, we live this everyday whether we notice it or not. We have elected officials trying to be tough on these border jumpers by saying if they find any with criminal record they will notify ICE or whatever other do nothing agency there is. Hmm, I was taught that if you do something illegal you are a criminal. SUCH AS CROSSING THE BORDER WITHOUT PROPER AUTHORIZATION MAKES YOU WHAT, KIDS? AN ILLEGAL ALIEN!! ILLEGAL, doesn't that mean you have done something criminal? Or how about these christian Reverends who want people run off the air for what they have said but forget the vitriolic pablum that has spewed from their own maws. Or certain U.S. Senators spouting treasonous statements but yet calling for impeachments because their side lost. BOO HOO for them. I am tired of turning on the T.V. or radio and listening to those people yammer on and on about how bad everything is. Well, again I was taught if you don't like what is on T.V. CHANGE THE FILPPIN' CHANNEL. I believe it was the late Sam Kinnison who said that he didn't feel sorry for the people starving in the desert. As he stated, nothing grows in the desert, so move. Or these people who year after year have their homes damaged by floods and then put their hands out. DO SOMETHING! Move, take out flood insurance, something. But don't prey on the loving big hearts of the people of this great nation. Whatever happened to personal responsibility? I guess they don't teach that in school anymore. But it is O.K. for parents to let the schools raise their kids. Right? Why do all these minorities rail against conservatives and Republicans yet embrace leaders that really do keep them in and endless cycle of entitlement programs. I read in a book once if you give a man a fish, he eats for a day but if you teach him to fish he will eat for a lifetime. That was a great book, I've read it several times and always seem to find something new each time. This nanny state that we are creating in this country is frightening. I do not want the government running my life, I can screw it up by myself thank you very much. Although if I let the government run it I can blame someone else and get a big check every month just because I exist and am a victim. Let us get this straight folks, I am a minority and we should feel sorry for me. I am a white middle class working male who is doing the best he can for his family. Sorry, ADD moment. Why don't we just teach people to fish anymore.
Sunday, April 22, 2007
Why?
Why? It probably is the greatest question ever. Why is the sky blue? Why do men climb mountains? Why do we exist? Why am I doing this? There are millions of blogs out there, and I am not so delusional to think that mine will change the world. I wanted to do this for a while but never had the time. Not that I have a whole lot of extra time now. A young girl my beloved wife works with inadvertently prompted me to do this. See, she lost her faith. This is not some religious nut blog although religion will be here now and then. I felt sorry for this girl. She's a good kid. We see all the horrors that have occurred lately and wonder about this generation. Remember, these are our future leaders and the ones choosing our nursing homes. I want better for my kids and yours. I don't pretend to know the answers to everything, but with faith it helps get me through. All of us have faith in something. It may be our government, a religion, our spouse or significant other, or something as small as knowing the sun will come up tomorrow and if it doesn't we are screwed anyway and none of this matters. I realize that this rambles but my ADD is kicking in. Faith is the most important thing that we have in our lives, without it we have nothing. Even when our faith is shaken it returns because we eventually find something else to believe in. Hopefully, the thing we have the most faith in, is ourselves.
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