July 14, 2009

As the rappers say, ignorance is blizzle.

I posed the following question on Facebook earlier:

Would it be better for me to try to impart my conservative beliefs to my children, thereby dooming them to a life of frustration, or do we just let them become ignorant, happy little consumers? Ignorance is bliss, they say.

I really don't know the answer. Obviously, I think that my ideas are correct, and throughout our history the conservative approach has proven itself time and time again. These days, though, something here seems to have fundamentally changed. Socialism (or, as the brilliant Mark Levin calls it, "Statism"), after nearly a century of stealth infiltration via our schools and the media, has finally reached critical mass and I'm not so sure it can be beaten back down again. If that's the case, why would I want my kids to spend their lives swimming upstream?

I just don't know. I think the next couple of years will tell the tale for America.

July 10, 2009

Obama Reverses Stance on Offshore Drilling

Well, with Michelle (aka, "Lieutenant Worf") and her guns waiting at home, can you really blame him?

July 8, 2009

Educayshin, u say?

My wife and I are researching schools for our daughter. I know, we should have had all that figured out while she was still in utero, but here we are. Besides the scientifically-proven method of closing our eyes and pointing at random names in the yellow pages, we've been researching online as well. One of the websites I looked at was greatschools.net, which assigns its own ratings to schools based on some arbitrary formula I couldn't divine. It also allows people to post reviews, which is where the rubber really meets the road on this site. It has all the usual product review intrigue: People with an axe to grind, current & former students taking potshots at the teachers for yuks, people who are obviously school employees, posting reviews that are just a little too glowing, and that staple of the product review, the spelling-challenged nitwit. Fine, I'm one of those kooks who probably puts too much stock into spelling ability, but I submit that a person who spells it 'Disaplen' might not be the best judge of a particular schools' merits. Call me crazy. Or call me Ishmael. At least I've read the book.

July 7, 2009


I can blog from my phone!

Okay, break's over!

Aannnd, I'm back. I've been shooting my wad on a nearly daily basis on Facebook instead of here on terra blognita, and I've just decided to drop it here first. If its something everyone else needs to know, I'll FB it. Otherwise, this will be the location of all my shtuff. Like this:

These are pictures from my Buddy Chris's backyard. He has (had) an above-ground pool (or "Hillbilly Hot Tub") there that he built a big, nice deck around. We were hanging out there one afternoon when we heard a creak, followed by a "R-r-r-boom!" sound. We looked over to see the pool hemorrhaging from a mighty gash all the way down its side. It was as if the pool had hit an iceberg. A massive wall of water carried everything in his yard (no small feat) to the far end to be deposited against the fence. The water, however, would not be contained so easily. It inundated his neighbor's yard before making its way to the storm drain. I briefly feared being swept away, drowned in a maelstrom of overchlorinated water. Fate, however, had other plans for me. Spared, I was determined to chronicle the great flood. It took a few seconds before I realized my phone had a camera, but once I did, I began snapping away furiously, hoping to capture the beast before it disappeared, another suburban legend down the drain.

Seriously, this was one of the funniest things I had ever seen. Thank God I got a couple of pictures.