Check out Pat Condell on YouTube and on his web site. This guy is funny. Some people might find his views extreme but I think there is a lot of truth in his rants.
Now for a great joke:
Why don't catholics use condoms?
Because little boys can't get pregnant.
Love it!!!
5/27/2010
5/16/2010
Preschool Pedal Power
Lolo has been riding her bicycle with training wheels long enough to outgrow the helmet we have for her. So today we went to Toys-R-Us and bought a new helmet for her. It has pink hearts and peace signs on it.
When we got home Lolo asked me to take the training wheels off her bicycle. We had tried this before and she was very unsteady and screamed if I let go of her seat as I ran along beside her. She gave up on it about two to three months ago and asked me to put her training wheels back on which I did because I am a good daddy and I always do as I am told.
Today was the turning point for her. We started mid way on the tennis court heading east and I held her seat just as before and I guess I was not expecting anything different. As we started I felt that she was not leaning to one side or the other like she did before so I just let go and she kept on going on her own until she ran out of tennis court.
I ran to meet her with praises and we tried it again and she rode the length of the tennis court this time without me holding on to the seat. She was in a sheer skirt so she wanted to go inside to change into pants. I told her to wear jeans. She was so excited that she ran to tell her mother.
I waited and waited for her to come back. It seems she got distracted because she finally came out with jeans on eating a popsicle. So we waited until she finished the popsicle and she got back on the bike and rode up and down the tennis court with me helping her start each time. She was a little hard on the breaks but I coached her how to apply them lightly and she picked it up immediately.
I then suggested that we go to the neighborhood road our house is on. There are only three houses on our little tree shaded street so I convinced her that it was safe. I got my bike and helped her roll her bike down our 30% grade driveway. At the bottom of our driveway I got her on the bike and started her off. She rode all the way down the hill to the field and put her brakes on at the end and stopped without falling over. She rode at least 369 feet (as measuring using our county's GIS system) without any assistance from me. We rode back and forth that same stretch. I suggested that we go further but she didn't want to. She seemed pleased with the single route we were riding.
After about ten minutes we headed back up to the tennis court and she rode around in circles on the court for about 30 minutes showing off for me and her grandparents that had just showed up bearing banana pudding. She still was having difficulty starting off on her own. She was getting better at it but still not completely sure of herself. That will come in due time.
So her soon-to-be four year old brother saw what was happening and heard all the accolades his sister was getting. So he asked me to remove his training wheels and so I did. I held on to his seat and pushed him along and he was a little more wobbly than is sister but seemed pretty steady. So I turned him around and pushed him again. This time I removed my hand from his seat and he kept going!!!!! I had to grab him to keep him from falling after about three seconds but he had the balance. then I started pushing him around the court with just my hand on his back pushing him but not keeping him balance. I'll be damned he pretty much got it too!
So what a damn great day! Two kids learned how to ride their bikes without training wheels.
Well the day started off pretty shitty. The wife and I were downstairs around breakfast and they were getting prepared to go to church which was the topic of conversation. Lolo asked me "Daddy why don't you go to church?" and I replied "Because I don't like church."
The wife almost had a stroke. She was so fucking pissed off at me that I would tell the kids that because as she put it "it was a slap in my face." I didn't even think about it when I answered the question. I just told the truth. Church is not my thing. I was forced to go to church when I was growing up. I didn't have a choice then but I have one now. I disagree on children attending church because they are children and have limited ability to understand. Church teaches only one religion and teaches it as the one and only truth. Children do not have a chance to form an opinion based upon their own thought.
I believe that one should not subject children to such things that they cannot possibly understand. People should not be brainwashed in one direction simply because they had the misfortune of being born in one geographical location or withing a society that practices one particular religion. Humans should be given the chance to consider religion rationally when they have the ability to understand the constructs associated with religion. Humans should not learn of only one religion but of all religions and of science and then make their own choices when they have the maturtity to do so.
It just so happens that I am in a marrige where my wife wants our children raised "in church" as she was. My kids go to a Christian school and are subjected to enough brainwashing there. I originglly inteded on our children to be educated at the Montessori School but the wife did not like the size and the lack of organization and structure of the Montessiori School so we compromised on the Christian Day School (which is actually where I attended elementary school). I don't take issue with the wife taking the children to church (usually two to three times per month) but I am confused as to how she wants me to handle questions which will arise about my belief.
I will not lie to my children because I think they should know that not everyone is brainwashed. Of course where I live everyone else will think that I am pretty much a bad person because I don't have blind faith in the god of their choosing.
I have had enough of typing about this shit. I will have to deal with it later.
When we got home Lolo asked me to take the training wheels off her bicycle. We had tried this before and she was very unsteady and screamed if I let go of her seat as I ran along beside her. She gave up on it about two to three months ago and asked me to put her training wheels back on which I did because I am a good daddy and I always do as I am told.
Today was the turning point for her. We started mid way on the tennis court heading east and I held her seat just as before and I guess I was not expecting anything different. As we started I felt that she was not leaning to one side or the other like she did before so I just let go and she kept on going on her own until she ran out of tennis court.
I ran to meet her with praises and we tried it again and she rode the length of the tennis court this time without me holding on to the seat. She was in a sheer skirt so she wanted to go inside to change into pants. I told her to wear jeans. She was so excited that she ran to tell her mother.
I waited and waited for her to come back. It seems she got distracted because she finally came out with jeans on eating a popsicle. So we waited until she finished the popsicle and she got back on the bike and rode up and down the tennis court with me helping her start each time. She was a little hard on the breaks but I coached her how to apply them lightly and she picked it up immediately.
I then suggested that we go to the neighborhood road our house is on. There are only three houses on our little tree shaded street so I convinced her that it was safe. I got my bike and helped her roll her bike down our 30% grade driveway. At the bottom of our driveway I got her on the bike and started her off. She rode all the way down the hill to the field and put her brakes on at the end and stopped without falling over. She rode at least 369 feet (as measuring using our county's GIS system) without any assistance from me. We rode back and forth that same stretch. I suggested that we go further but she didn't want to. She seemed pleased with the single route we were riding.
After about ten minutes we headed back up to the tennis court and she rode around in circles on the court for about 30 minutes showing off for me and her grandparents that had just showed up bearing banana pudding. She still was having difficulty starting off on her own. She was getting better at it but still not completely sure of herself. That will come in due time.
So her soon-to-be four year old brother saw what was happening and heard all the accolades his sister was getting. So he asked me to remove his training wheels and so I did. I held on to his seat and pushed him along and he was a little more wobbly than is sister but seemed pretty steady. So I turned him around and pushed him again. This time I removed my hand from his seat and he kept going!!!!! I had to grab him to keep him from falling after about three seconds but he had the balance. then I started pushing him around the court with just my hand on his back pushing him but not keeping him balance. I'll be damned he pretty much got it too!
So what a damn great day! Two kids learned how to ride their bikes without training wheels.
Well the day started off pretty shitty. The wife and I were downstairs around breakfast and they were getting prepared to go to church which was the topic of conversation. Lolo asked me "Daddy why don't you go to church?" and I replied "Because I don't like church."
The wife almost had a stroke. She was so fucking pissed off at me that I would tell the kids that because as she put it "it was a slap in my face." I didn't even think about it when I answered the question. I just told the truth. Church is not my thing. I was forced to go to church when I was growing up. I didn't have a choice then but I have one now. I disagree on children attending church because they are children and have limited ability to understand. Church teaches only one religion and teaches it as the one and only truth. Children do not have a chance to form an opinion based upon their own thought.
I believe that one should not subject children to such things that they cannot possibly understand. People should not be brainwashed in one direction simply because they had the misfortune of being born in one geographical location or withing a society that practices one particular religion. Humans should be given the chance to consider religion rationally when they have the ability to understand the constructs associated with religion. Humans should not learn of only one religion but of all religions and of science and then make their own choices when they have the maturtity to do so.
It just so happens that I am in a marrige where my wife wants our children raised "in church" as she was. My kids go to a Christian school and are subjected to enough brainwashing there. I originglly inteded on our children to be educated at the Montessori School but the wife did not like the size and the lack of organization and structure of the Montessiori School so we compromised on the Christian Day School (which is actually where I attended elementary school). I don't take issue with the wife taking the children to church (usually two to three times per month) but I am confused as to how she wants me to handle questions which will arise about my belief.
I will not lie to my children because I think they should know that not everyone is brainwashed. Of course where I live everyone else will think that I am pretty much a bad person because I don't have blind faith in the god of their choosing.
I have had enough of typing about this shit. I will have to deal with it later.
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