Sunday, April 26, 2009

QUEST FOR FIRE


The high school cousin is in a metal band (shown above). No surprise. Long time feeders of the FJ buffet have seen photos of the metal concerts the boy and I have gone too. Our first concert was to see Gwar at the Juke Joint near the square. He was 14. Since then we've been to OzzFest and RockFest (and there were others, too). It's been a hoot.

He's in a band now (Quest for Fire) and they play gigs in and around Missouri and Arkansas. Very cool I must say, especially for a senior in high school, but I've been unable to attend one heretofore because of school. Dang. I was hoping to see him in concert in Tulsa, but that fell through. It appears he will play at a weekend concert in Kansas City this summer. That one falls on my daughter's birthday, so I cannot go. Double dang. I can't catch a break to see him play.

Anyway, I'm listening to a metal album (Priestess) he gave me and I'm thinking of him and how he's grown into his own. He's still a kid, don't you know, but he's heading off to college next year and then who knows. He's good people and I adore him.

Saturday, April 25, 2009

ANOTHER GARDEN ADVENTURE AT THE HOUSE OF JACK

I cannot seem to grow plants. I've tried, but it is a seemingly fruitless effort every time. We stumbled onto the Earthbox gardening system on HSN. It is highly recommended there and on Amazon, so the wife and I decided to give it a try. It uses less fertilizer, less water and doubles the yield and it is perfectly suited for organic gardening.

Enjoy the comic detailing our adventure.


Friday, April 24, 2009

PERFECT WEATHER SOLUTION

Long time customer of the Fat Jack buffet offered a simple solution to my weather dilemma. I prefer supporting local endeavors if possible, and so I continue to watch my local TV stations for news and especially weather. Unfortunately, none of them provide me the with the weather information that I need or desire.

Oh sure, they speak at length about ridges of high pressure and all kinds of other meteorological happenings. Unfortunately, none of that means anything to me. All of that extra information is irrelevant to me and merely bothersome. I have a wife and child who need breakfast, so I cannot sit patiently in the mornings, waiting and hoping for the information I need, if they even provide the information that I really need. What I need that is mentioned on TV is non-existent on the website.

My faithful reader offered me the perfect solution: AccuWeather. This site provides me with the exact information I need in the mornings. I need to know the temperature predictions and precipitation predictions hour-by-hour through the day so I know how my daughter should dress, and if I can ride the motorcycle. No one else provides that information.

That's okay, they don't have to. I only speak for myself. There may be hundreds or thousands of viewers who love to hear all the meteorological goings-on in the world, ridges of this and pressures of that. More power to them, but my needs are not being met ... until now. I don't even bother with the local TV online weather forecast anymore.

Now I know if it is supposed to be sunny at 8 am but rainy at 3 pm, and I can predict the temps at 1 pm or 3 pm. It's perfect.

Wednesday, April 22, 2009

I THINK I NEED A HAPPY PILL; ABSENT THAT, TV WILL DO NICELY

I'm in the mood for something good and happy. I've had my fill of ignorant letter writers published in the "newspaper", politically-filled blog posts, and media-supported tea bag parties. It's just too much for me right now.

I'm not sure how much we need the majority of letter writers at the S N-L or the intense media coverage of media-sponsored political rallies. As for the local political coverage ... well we need those blogs and they serve their pupose well. I just can't read them right now. No offense guys and gals. Keep plugging away even if I am too tired to absorb it all.

I guess that's why I watch American Idol, Big Bang Theory, and Two and a Half Men. Besides the Sunday night Animation Domination, these are the only things I watch during the week. I just need a nice, uplifting, tickle of my funny bone.

Here's hoping that AI does not go over its allotted time (although live sports coverage does it all the time) and aggravate this blogger. So I make no apologies for blogging about American Idol, but now you know why.

Tuesday, April 21, 2009

THIS POST ISN'T REALLY ABOUT AMERICAN IDOL

I've noticed something ever since our local channels made the switch to digital TV, but I really noticed it tonight during American Idol. The signal stalled and pixelated at least two dozen times during the hour-long broadcast. Why is that?

When I turned to watch Family Guy on TBS the picture did not pixelate or freeze one single time. Is the problem with my cable box/cable provider or with the local stations? I thought digital was supposed to be so much better, but the interruptions became distracting and annoying after 15 minutes. It's not just FOX. I've noticed it on other channels, too.

Monday, April 20, 2009

SUSAN BOYLE: YOU MEAN UGLIES AND FATTIES CAN SING, TOO?


The media has gone on and on about Susan Boyle, the ugly singer from Scotland. I take a bit of umbrage at the fact that everyone is making such an issue out of her voice, as if we are surprised when someone who is not young, beautiful and skinny can actually carry a tune.

I made a comment about this on JackeHammer's blog, but didn't get a chance to comment since. Then my pastor made a comment at church about our world's perception of people and our quickness to judge her voice based on her looks. "Right on, pastor-man," thought I. So I decided to say more on my blog.

My point is not that she does not deserve the accolades. She is amazing. I am just frustrated at the media's insistence that this woman's singing ability is truly rare and worth of such fanfare simply because she is ugly. Uglies and fatties can be just as successful, brilliant and talented as the young, skinny and beautiful. I think our society has a tendency to look down upon and judge the homely and pudgy.

I am happy for Susan Boyle and I hope she wins, but I don't see her as an exceptional singer because of her looks. I view her as a good singer because of her voice. I've heard rumors that she is refusing to update or change her image for the show. I hope it is true because it makes me like her all the more. I hope she kicks butt, takes names, and does it all on her own terms and in her original skin. I hope she stands up for the uglies and fatties and all the others that are judged on their looks rather than their capabilities.

Sunday, April 19, 2009

PERHAPS I JUDGED TOO HARSHLY


As a father and elementary teacher, I play close attention to children's literature and film. For once a Pixar trailer left me quite deflated and uninterested. However, after reading this powerful and detailed review of UP, I feel I might have judged the trailer too harshly.

Looks like UP will be one of our first summer movies of the season. There is plenty more good stuff coming out this year, especially this May.

Saturday, April 18, 2009

THE SQUIRREL CLEAVER

The 6-pound Yorkie-Bichon hybrid took to the hunt on Saturday, capturing himself a young squirrel. We were not around at the time, but my grandmother delighted in telling the story. She was as proud as he.

Someone he managed to catch the fury rodent and killed it. He then devoured it, head first, chomping and knowing until all was gone even the bones. He buried what was left of the carcass, then came back a few minutes later to finish the job. Blood tastes good, apparently.

Grandma said he was quite pleased with himself, carrying the dead thing around the yard, head and tail dragging the ground behind him. He is only 6 pounds after all. Thankfully, she gave his whiskers a wipe-down before we came to pick him up. Dried, clotted blood is not too easy to clean.

Ah, the animal world is cruel but balanced. God save me if PETA gets wind of this story. I’m sure the natural state of things – the life cycle and all – will upset them greatly.

Thank your lucky stars I didn't post a picture. It's just like me to do something like that. Remember when I posted the picture of my gallbladder when I had it removed?

THE TALE OF DESPEREAUX

The daughter and I read the highly acclaimed children's book, The Tale of Despereaux, last summer, and we agreed: It was a wonderful tale. We might just re-read the story this summer as well. It was that good, well worth a second read.

The movie, on the other hand, did not live up to the book. The cast was good enough what with Matthew Broderick, Dustin Hoffman, Tracy Ullman, Kevin Kline and William H. Macy voicing the main characters. Dear readers, a good cast does little for a poor script adaptation. My biggest complaint, and there are many, was that they took so many liberties with the characters, to the point that some were changed into someone else entirely.

Baa Humbug!

Wednesday, April 15, 2009

SAVING JUSTIN TIMERLAKE

Yep, I caught tonight's episode of American Idol. I'm a sucker, but I don't care. They picked the right guy to kick off and then the judges, to bolster drama I'm sure, saved him. The Justin Timberlake (who cares what his real name is?) look-alike, is not good enough. He's boring. Got a good voice, but he's lame in comparison with the trinity and merely an ant compared to Adam Lambert.

So next week we have two going home. It's disco. Good Lord! What shall Anoop (who I like but who isn't good enough to win) do with disco? It'll either be a home run or a strike out for him. I cannot wait to see what Lambert comes up with. Coolness and lots of falsetto, no doubt.

[sigh]

Is our economic plight a contributing factor to my sudden interest in AI? Am I a victim to the recession equivalent to beer-goggles?

WHAT I WANT OUT OF MY METEROLOGIST

Every morning I get up at 6 am and check the weather at 6:30 pm as that is the time our local TV stations update their web page. I turn the news on, but I don't always have time to actually watch it. I'm busy getting the progeny ready for school, making breakfast for the family, taking care of our little wild animals, and getting ready for the day. I leave the house at 7:30 a.m.

I get the daily highs and lows and I get a lot of information about a ridge of high pressure or some such information, which is great, but doesn't really help me make decisions about how my child should dress for the upcoming school day or how I should dress if I, perhaps, want to ride the motorcycle, bicycle or walk to work. (Please forgive my meteorological ignorance.)

I would like very much to see the following information on the local TV weather website:

  • A breakdown of the daily temp predictions at different intervals (8 am, noon, 3 pm, 6 pm).
  • A breakdown of the daily precipitation predictions at different intervals (8 am, noon, 3 pm, 6 pm).

Most of the meteorologists read the barometer reading on the news and provide the pollen count online. Some even provide the above information on the news, but not on the website. For those of us with children, or those who are looking to ride their bicycle to work as a part of being green, or those of us who want to ride our motorcycles, this information would be ever so handy.

On behalf of the staff at Fat Jack's Erratic Rants, I thank the local weather personalities for their kind consideration of this request.

WHITE FACE


I saw a 14-minute documentary today about clowns. White Face wasn't really about clowns; rather, it was a humourous metaphor for the discrimination of minority persons (ethnic, cultural, gender, religious, political, sexual orientation, or disability).

I was quite intrigued with how Brian McDonald took the issue of discrimination out of the black/white issue and brought the viewer a fresh perspective on how we treat people who look, act, feel or believe differently than "we" do (whoever that "we" might be.) I interpreted the "we" as all of humanity, as I believe categorization and discrimination a natural component of the human condition. It is the easy way and it is what homosapiens do. It takes work and will, brain power and commitment to act otherwise.

I highly recommend the short film, if for no other reason that to spark friendly discussion between yourself and your friends or family.

Click here to purchase from Amazon.com.

TOO GOOD FOR AMERICAN IDOL




It's crazy. I cannot believe I've taken such interest in … in … American Idol, but I have. One particular contestant, Adam Lambert, is so full of talent, that the AI stage can barely contain him. His rendition of Johnny Cash's "Ring of Fire" was outstanding. (It is available for download from iTunes.)

There are two other stand-out singers as well, Danny and Allison, but they cannot compete with Lambert. That is, Allison has not reached Adam's level yet, but she's only 16. I've been watching and rooting for the trio to make it into the final three.

Last night the contestants sang songs from film. One of the world's greatest contemporary film makers, Quentin Tarantino, was the guest celebrity. His knowledge of music and movies made him a perfect choice. He's squirrely as all get-out, but the man is a genius filmmaker, one who is ahead of his time and often misunderstood.

There it is: my American Idol confession. I am a fan this year.

Saturday, April 11, 2009

MENDING FENCES

Don't read the title metaphorically; I spent time today fixing the fence on the back 40. Those darn holes near the bottom were just enough that the 6-pound Rip-Skippy was getting through and I cannot have that.

So I took some chicken wire and mended the fence on the north and east side of the farm. Oh, he can still run all he wants – and poop and chase birds and squirrels, rabbits and whatnot – but he cannot escape. At least he better not. A dog ain't meant to be cooped up indoors all day, even the little ones.

It's a good thing that dog is as cute as he is. He gets away with way too much because of those good looks and personality.

SLUMDOG MILLIONAIRE


Family members can be no-good sons-of-guns. If you cannot handle that information, don't watch Slumdog Millionaire. The older Samir cared for his brother, but he often had strange ways of showing it. The younger and kinder Jamal absorbed his brother's anger and spite. Samir went so far as to rape Jamal's only love.

The story of bad brothers is an ancient one, a tale that's been told throughout the ages and in many cultures. The age of the story offers little comfort for those who receive the brunt of the force. Samir redeemed himself in the end, which was fair. He also paid a high price for his knuckle-dragging.

Slumdog was sad, blinding and barbaric, yet it was worth watching and celebrating.

GAY BASHING THE CHRISTIAN WAY

The rights of we Christians is being stamped out by the government, or so says the National Organization of Marriage in their latest fear-based ad campaign. That is rich. Forget the fact that they never say how their rights are being taken away. They just scare people into believing their rights will be taken away in some abstract and unidentifiable way. You can bet it will whip the followers into a fearful frenzy. The best part is that the ad is supposedly wrapped in Christian love.

I'm a Christian and my rights are not being taken away. This very day, churches have the right NOT to marry gay couples. In fact, religious institutions cannot be forced to marry persons of different faiths, nor should they be.

On the other hand, same-sex couples are prevented from receiving the 1,049 protections, benefits and responsibilities (according to the General Accounting Office) extended to married couples. This includes paying higher taxes and prevention from receiving Social Security survivor benefits. Employer portions of a same-sex partner's health benefits are taxed, but the same is not true for married couples. Gay couples are also denied family leave under the Family Medical and Leave Act. (Thanks to the Human Rights Campaign for the information.)

A gay couples' marriage does not, in any way, effect my marriage, my relationship with Jesus, or threaten me. Gay persons getting more rights does not somehow take mine away.

Tip of the hat to new blogger, Diana.

Update: Click here to read the specific things this ad is obscurely referring to and find out the truth the ad doesn't mention. They may try to be aloof and nonspecific, but I'm not.

Friday, April 10, 2009

A DANCE WITH DRAGONS


One of my favorite writers, George RR Martin, is close to finishing his fifth novel (of a planned nine) in his "Song of Ice and Fire" epic. It has taken the NY Times Bestselling author years – and I stress the word "years" here folks – to finish the series. The first book, A Game of Thrones, came out in 1996.

Fat Jack being the naughty boy he is, introduced several friends and family to the series much to their delight. Then they found out the series was not finished and I find myself on the unhappy side of a list.

Book five, A Dance with Dragons, is slated to come out in September according to Amazon.com. but speculation is that it won't hit until October. So far, every single person I've introduced to this fantasy series has loved it. Loved it.

Martin has won numerous Hugo awards, a couple of Nebula Awards, a Bram Stoker Award, a World Fantasy Award, a Quill Award, and a British Fantasy Award.

His series is well worth your time. The man has more than 1,500 ratings on his first book, the average score being a 4.5 out of 5.

You can read my review of the first book here.

WHAT HAPPENED TO THE KIDS AT THAT POLYGAMIST RANCH?

I've been wondering what happened with those women and children removed from the polygamist ranch in Texas. That hit the news in April 2008. A year later ... nothing. The news was all over that link stink, then all of a sudden it was dead news. Where are the kids? Where are the moms? What happened to all of the men who were under investigation?

It seems like the only journalist who actually followed up was Oprah. But hey, I have plenty of AP stories I can read in the local paper.

Thursday, April 09, 2009

MUSIC IN THE CLASSROOM: A BLOGGERS REQUEST

Good teachers know the power of music in the classroom. Yes, the benefits of a strong musical curriculum are numerous, but the influence of music on the achievement of students is not relegated to the music classroom.

Studies have shown that when classroom teachers use music in the classroom, students are able to focus deeply and for longer periods of time. (Click here to read more about the Alpha State Learning, and all kinds of interesting information on the connection between music and achievement.)

Mozart, Bach, Handel, et al. are perfect examples of music that is well studied on the student brain. It’s good stuff, no doubt about it. As far as focus in concerned, 50- to 80-beats per minute are ideal as is music sans lyrics. However, when we are taking a brain break we seek out music with a higher tempo to help release energy.

I can download enough classical music to fill a 60-gig iPod; it’s not a problem. I am also interested in increasing student appreciation and exposure to music by incorporating some high quality and easily recognizable jazz and blues.

This is where I need the help of my blogging community. Think of my request as a need for the Top 10 of jazz, blues, pop and hip-hop. I am also interested in Celtic instrumental and other genres. The mind is open. Understand that I am looking to help students learn, focus and concentrate. If they are exposed to the same genre all the time … well, that becomes boring.


HOW BLOGGERS CAN CONTRIBUTE
I need recommendations of jazz and blues songs or artists. Keep in mind, I cannot have songs about sex, drugs, alcohol or suicide. Please don’t recommend those. My music repertoire is too limited to be able to find the right selections.

Okay audiophiles send those comments my way. I would prefer them in the comments section as your recommendation may spark an idea of someone else. You can consider this part of your community service by helping an elementary teacher.

If anyone has any CDs they are willing to part with for the good of education, please send them my way. I have accepted a position at an elementary school and I am already preparing my classroom. Your support is sincerely appreciated.

I'd prefer comments, but you can also email me at:  fatjacksrants@mac.com


HATER REPENTS

There is hope for anger and hatred. If this man – a Baptist and KKK member who spent his life burning crosses, harassing African Americans and beating people of other races – can find love and change his ways at the age of 72 then there is hope for all humanity.

Sure, he is old and sick and dying. He is faced with his maker and his anger is now haunting him, but that is the beauty of love. It can repair a lifetime of hate and anger.

Read the article here.

Wednesday, April 08, 2009

THE BIG MIDDLE FINGER

With a big fat poke in the eye, Fair City News has emerged as Springfield's blogging version of The Daily Show. The headline that caught my eye: 90% of Greene County Voters Give Finger to Democracy. Hi-Larious and sad all at the same time.

For all the talk these patriotic Americans give democracy, you would think voting percentages would be much higher. You would be wrong. Americans don't give a hoot about democracy. Not really. They are willing to send troops to war, but don't care enough to vote on the mayor of our fair spring.

I say sick'em!

Sunday, April 05, 2009

A DASH OF THIS, A DASH OF THAT

I went to the grocery store today and bought a bunch of meat. Oh, I bought other things too, but I was sure to stock up on meat: 1-inch thick pork chops, turkey brats, ground chicken, pork tenderloin, and ribs. I unloaded when we got home and helped put it all away. Then I did some prep.

It's a move I am making to help make dinner time easier and therefore less tempting to go out. Eating in is cheaper and healthier. I put marinades and spices on the meats and then put them in heavy duty freezer bags. Now all we have to do is take it out of the freezer a couple of days before we want to eat them. Stick them under the broiler and cook. Done and done.

I also bought some salt-free spice mixes. The wife really wants us to keep sodium intake as low as possible. I've found several good spices sans salt from Mrs. Dash, McCormick, and Cavender's.

ROLLER SKATING AIN'T SO MUCH FUN

This isn't her x-ray, but it is almost identical to hers.
Notice the dark line spiraling around the big bone (tibia).


We spent a nice four hours in the emergency room last night. The daughter went to a roller skating birthday party. A perfect sounding event for an 8-year-old kid. She was unsteady, it being her first time on roller skates, but before long she was making her way around the rink.

On the last song, the very last song, she fell. As near as we can tell, her right shin fell on top of her left skate, with her body crashing down on top. Some twisting occurred causing a spiral fracture. I don't react with too much concern with things like this. Get up, dust off, and walk it off is usually the best solution. Her crying was different this time. She touched one toe to the floor and I wondered. Luckily, the roller rink had a wheelchair so we took her to the car.

When I watched her swing her leg in, I knew something was wrong. By the time I pulled out of the parking lot I called the Mom and headed for the ER. Her cry was different. Good thing I didn't wait.

The tibia is in the correct position, so the ER put on a temporary cast and sent her home with pain meds. We call the bone doc on Monday.

She slept well through the night and is getting around well. Bless her heart. They say 4-6 weeks in a cast. At least it happened before summer.

Friday, April 03, 2009

WARM WEATHER AND GAS SAVINGS: BUY A MOTORCYCLE


Spring is here, or at least on it is on its way. The summer time gas hike is not far behind. Warm weather and gas savings go hand-in-hand if you own a motorcycle. It just so happens that Fat Jack has a motorcycle for sale. The reason I am selling it is because my wife bought me a Harley as a present.

1999 Honda Shadow ACE
750 cc
15,600 miles
$4,500

The Honda was my first bike, and it is a dandy. I hate to get rid of it. I would prefer keeping it for my daughter, but I cannot justify having two motorcycles. She’s only 8-years-old afterall.

I have ridden it to Sturgis, South Dakota for the biker rally; Sturgis, Kentucky several times for that biker rally; and rode it through Yellowstone National Park. It is comfortable, reliable and never given me any trouble. The only things I’ve done are add on lots of extras, and take it in for routine maintenance.

The Extras include:
  • Slash-cut pipes
  • Carburetor rejeted
  • 10-inch rise handlebars
  • (the original beach bars are also included)
  • Floorboards
  • Detachable backrest
  • Windshield (adjustable)
  • Leather saddlebags
  • Grips
  • Highway pegs

For more information contact me at: fatjacksrants@mac.com



Wednesday, April 01, 2009

THE GALT OF IT ALL

Yet another newcomer has entered the SGF Blogging community: GALT BLOG. So far I've read about sports, economics/politics, and religion. Check it.

THE INCREDIBLE SHRINKING COLUMN INCH

The Springfield News-Leader and now KY3 are implementing furloughs. One was mandatory and the other was voluntary (for now, anyway). Roger Ray has noticed the impeding decline of the media and wrote about that this week.

Appears Ray may have some contempt for the News-Leader when he calls it "our beloved local rag". I know plenty of righties and lefties and crazy libertarianies and I have not heard one of them talk positively about the News-Leader lately. It's a bad deal, folks.

I love The Daily Show and when I can stay up late enough to catch it, I somehow feel more connected to the world than when I watch the the morning news (local and national) or occasionally read the N-L online. I really should not rely on a comedy show for news. That's sad commentary.

What do the local newsies think? Rhetorica, Chatter anyone else? What do the rest of my fellow whack-a-moles think about Ray's article and the decline of media.

Monday, March 30, 2009

FROM HIS REARVIEW MIRROR

Rootin' Tootin' Radio Randy (I added the Rootin' Tootin' party, but I mean it in a nice way) is on his way to the Springfield area and already he is checking out the blogosphere. How cool is that? His blog touts a dandy saying: "True wisdom only comes from pain."

I like him already and cannot wait his official arrival. I'll go ahead and add him to the blogroll.

Be sure and say "hi" once you enter Springburg, RR.

Sunday, March 29, 2009

THE GREAT BLOGGING COMMUNITY

The blogging community in and around the Ozarks has really developed, grown, and mutated over the years. It's like watching a kid grow up. We now have our very own place for all things bloggy and I love it.

Be sure to submit your local (Springfield + 50 mile radius) blog to SGF Blog. It's so hard to keep my own blog roll updated with all the newcomers. Patton Alley is still our local hang, and our next meet-up is Tuesday, April 14, 7 p.m. Please keep in mind that bloggers of all persuasions are welcome. It's really more of a social face-to-name thing.

Just so happens that date is already taken for me. It is Skinny Kitty's birthday and she takes precedence, but I promise to get back into the swing. This summer is looking good because I will not have any college classes (at least I hope not).

Anonymous bloggers fret not. The code of ethics is that we do not out anonymous bloggers and we do not quote folks without consent. The embibing of alcohol is not required or even encouraged. Some chose to, others have an iced tea. No pressure. No whammies.

We owe a great debt to the Sarah Jo Austin, new member and cool SGF Blog creator. You go girl!

Saturday, March 28, 2009

NEW TREND AMONG CHRISTIANS [AHEM] FOLLOWERS OF JESUS

My church’s Sunday School class is discussing the new trend among the brethren to abandon the label of “Christian” for a new term, one with less baggage attached. “Follower of Jesus” have taken off on social sites like Facebook and in foreign countries where strained relations between religious groups can end up violent.

It has happened before:
  • Born-again
  • Evangelical
  • Fundamentalist
What does it all mean? Who knows. Maybe it means nothing substantial except for the ones who use the label. One look at the Religion page of my local newspaper (they insist on calling it the Opinions page) demonstrates that there is a wide swath of persons who fall into the category of "Christian". So much so, that the term defines nothing but a belief that Christ is the Messiah. Other than that, "Christian" can no more label a religious belief system than "doctor" define a person's chosen profession.

Newsweek carries the story with explanations.

A RACE TO THE BOTTOM: THE NEW AMERICAN DREAM

Perhaps our dilemma with the influx of immigrants resides in a new, and frightfully disturbing, study on education.

You should sit down for this one, kids.

Natalia Palacios has conducted a study on immigrants and education and her findings apparently are consistent with other studies: welcome to what is now called the “Immigrant Paradox”.

The Bare Bones
The Immigrant Paradox describes what happens to educational attitudes with first generation immigrants compared to subsequent generations. The findings suggest that while first-gen immigrants are high achievers, the proceeding generations are not so lucky.

Academic success, health, substance abuse and violent behavior increase substantially between first-generation and third-generation immigrants.

I Have a Bad Feeling About This
I’ve said it before and I will say it again. There is a growing sub-group of our population that completely devalues education, to the point of ridiculing academic success and encouraging their own children to continue in the glorious family tradition of remaining uneducated and unskilled. While I sometimes feel like Quixote ranting at the windmills, the research is bearing witness to the problem. The pervasive nature of a subversive educational counter culture permeates some religious and political groups.

Celebrating ignorance is not the way, the truth or the life. To think otherwise is delusional and poisonous to our culture and our country. Seems that coming to American is good for the first group but increasingly bad for the others. Ignorance is not, and should not be, the American Dream.

Hat tip to Open Education for this riveting yet discombobulating article.

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

ROCK ME SEXY JESUS


I went to a comic book convention in Tulsa, OK early last fall and saw a strange movie promotion: Hamlet 2. It was billed as a cross between Napoleon Dynamite and South Park and actually that's right on.

It's about a former actor (and a terrible one at that) turned high school drama teacher (and he's bad at that, too). When the school cuts drama at the end of the year as part of an economic problem, he decides to go with a bang. Then the administrators find out about the musical, Hamlet 2, and the controversy explodes. He gets fired, banned, beat up and divorced, but still he plods ahead. Eventually the ACLU gets involved.

Jesus, gay Laertes, Hamlet saving everyone, time travel, "Rock me sexy Jesus", and much more make for an interesting time. Oh, and all of this is funnier than a dancing mule (sweatier, too). You have to appreciate quirky films with demented humor to get this little gem at all. If you do, then give it a look-see. Let me know what you think.

BLOGGER'S MEETING PODCAST

Sugar Britches, a relatively new local blogger, keeps tabs on the sign outside The Pony (a gentlemen's cabaret at the corner of Sunshine and Battlefield). The fine establishment boasts all kinds of lady wrestling:

cherry pie
oatmeal
ramen noodle
biscuits and gravy

I'm thinking our next blogger's meeting should be held here, just to see what this is all about. Larry could do a podcast. No? Too much? Probably so, besides I'd hate to get all involved in some kind of sordid corn oil and Tabasco wrestling match with Jason. I think it would play Hell with those earbuds he's always wearing and it would make my motorcycle seat smell.

BOLT


The daughter had a friend spend the night. This morning after breakfast we all watched Bolt together. Good stuff. The kids liked it and I thought it was very entertaining. The hero realized that what he knew as his life was a sham, a charade, a big fat lie.

The emotional toil of such a discovery can deliver havoc in one's life, and so it does with Bolt as well. He recovers, with help from his friends and finds his true self.

A good time was had by all, I can assure you.

QUANTUM OF SOLACE


Our marathon of movies (thank you Spring Break) continues, and so far it has been ever-so entertaining. I love James Bond and the found renewed strengh in the series with Casino Royale. Daniel Craig is superb as our beloved double-aught spy.

Quantum of Confusion left me feeling kinda "meh". I was tired when I watched it and that might be the problem, but I found it a bit too jumbled up and discombobulated. The chase scenes – and there were plenty of those – were cool, but I must confess that I missed the gadgets.

COMIC BOOK SAVES AUTISTIC BOY'S LIFE

I've often said that comic books are powerful, but never considered this possibility. In a far away time I also worked with persons who had disabilities, including Autism. For many folks who have that disability, running away from home/school/church/anywhere is a serious and dangerous threat. Compound that with the fearless nature that many children with disabilities have and we have a cocktail for danger.

Here's the lowdown which comes to you from the BBC:

  • Boy with Austism climbs onto a third floor balcony
  • Teachers are unable to get him back in
  • Fire fighters cannot convince him either

Then, a teacher recalls the boy's mother commenting about his love of … comic book superheroes. Firefighter and super geek, Somchai Yoosabai, went back to the fire station where he kept a (can you believe this?) Spider-Man costume in his locker. Apparently, he uses the costume to spice up the local schools' fire drills.

That's all it took. The child threw himself into Spidey's arms and all was well.

Tip of the pen to EN/SANE.


In related news:
Project Lifesaver, which I helped bring to a rural county sheriff's department, offers a tracking device for those who wander or run. Good for children and adults, those with disabilities and those with dementia or Alzheimers, Project Lifesaver allows your loved one to stay in his or her home safely.

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

COPS AND DOCTORS

There simply are not enough crime scene investigator dramas on television these days: CSI, CSI Miami, CSI Paraguay, NCIS, NCLB, SNL, LGBTQ….

I wonder what kind of pressure those shows put on officers? There ain't a police department in the country that has the resources or time to do that kind of detailed science. An office I knows takes all kinds of crap for not brushing a car for prints when a radio is stolen. That's what they do on TV, but it sure isn't real life.

Personally, I am a fan of Law & Order: SVU. There are plenty of incantations of the L&O series as well and I suspect the crime scene investigations are overblown there, too. Then again, how much accuracy is found in the award-winning TV show, House?

STANDARDIZED TESTS IN INDIANA MAKE ELEMENTARY KIDS CRY

Tis the season for standardized tests and I get it. I mean, I know that is how schools receive funding and it is the only way that the state assesses student performance and learning. For decades now we have coddled a system (thanks to liberal and conservative presidents) that has culminated with the Every Child Left Behind act.

Do elementary children actually cry? Yep. They freak out and sometimes have to be removed from the room. This happens to the entire pectrum of achievers. Lots of stress is placed on the Missouri's standardized test (MAP). Teachers and kids alike are on battleship alert. Nationwide, the tests get harder and harder. More rigor – everyone wants more rigor.

Click here to read this story about the kids crying at home over Indiana's standardized test. Yikes. What do we do? That depends on who you talk to. Teachers do their jobs as best they can. Students study the skills to be assessed on the test. Administrators try to encourage the best results they can. Parents try to keep their kids from freaking out.

Who is working toward changing the system? Who should be working to change the way we do things? How do we enact a full frontal educational lobotomy? Most teacher's unions are fighting to change standardized testing. We've heard rumors that politicians are unhappy with Every Child Left Behind, but can we really count on them?

TWILIGHT


Entertainment Weekly dubbed it the “hottest book since Harry Potter” and I’ve witnessed many a tween and teen reading the hefty-paged book in class and even brining it to church. Twilight is, without a doubt, a sensation among the young. Girls are all giddy over the pale-skinned (but somehow red-lipped?) ice cream sundae known as Edward, dreaming and swooning over the vegetarian vampire. It cracks me up.

That’s good. Young love is a powerful emotion and I celebrate the passion and commitment that kids have to reading such a thick novel (which is actually the first in a series). Connect with the books, kids. That’s what they are for.

My daughter has been dying to see the movie. She has the book, read a few chapters, but the reading level is a bit too high for her, although not for much longer. It is exactly what I expected: a teen romance wrapped in a thin horror-phane covering. Boy is a vampire, hundreds of years old, but he still looks 17 and is cursed to perpetually go through high school. Can you imagine? The horror of it all! His entire family are blood-suckers, but they have committed themselves to a life of restraint: choosing to only drink the blood of animals. They affectionately refer to themselves as vegetarians, which is not entirely true except from a certain point of view.

Nosferatu and human girl (Bella) fall in love, a love worthy of music, a Shakespearean love. It is not forbidden per se except that Edward can barely contain himself – smelling her blood scent and salivating over her life force. Good luck breaking these two up. It sure makes for a tense and sensual first time kiss.

Then everything gets mucked up when another transient triad of the undead show up and start feeding on the townsfolk, eventually honing in on Bella. What can be worse that a vampire and a human girl falling in love?

I have not read the books, but I know they are immensely popular mostly with girls but with boys as well. The movie was, well, aimed for a younger crowd, sparking that first love experience and playing on the push and pull of adolescence. It was fine. The kid loved it and that’s all that matters. I hope she picks the novels back up when she is a tad older. Considering the setting of the movie, today's weather made it all the better: rain, clouds and a cool wind.

AMERICAN JESUS


Renowned comic writer, Mark Millar (War Heroes, Wanted) and illustrator Peter Gross have produced a comic titled American Jesus Vol. 1: Chosen. Per the online synopsis at Image:

[American Jesus] follows a 12-year-old boy who suddenly discovers he's the returned Jesus Christ. He can turn water into wine, make the crippled walk and perhaps even raise the dead. How will he deal with the destiny to lead the world in a conflict thousands of years in the making?


Crippled? Really? I wish they would choose their words better. Anyway, I thought this was an intriguing idea. Right off the bat, I had several questions/predictions:

  1. Is the boy really Jesus or is he the Antichrist?
  2. Is the boy schizophrenic and experiencing delusions of grandeur?
  3. Is he more like a Dr. Manhattan character, but not really the Jesus?
  4. Will the Jewish people see the boy as their true Messiah?
  5. Is it all some kind of elaborate hoax to extract money from the flock?

Word on the street is that this comic (originally titled Chosen) is repackaged and that there will be a forthcoming movie. Click here for a preview.

7 TERRIFYING CREATURES YOU'LL NEVER SEE COMING

Cracked.com is often like the History Channel or Animal Planet mixed with a heavy dose of a Denis Leary stand up act (swears and lots of them). Often reminds me of a Springfield blogger's meeting. Click and read about some really nasty creatures that have it out for you and me.

Monday, March 23, 2009

W: A LIFE MISUNDERESTIMATED


If Oliver Stone can manage to make me feel bad and take pity upon George W, then I think I can say that the movie is probably worth seeing for folks all over the political spectrum. I was expecting (or was I hoping for?) a scathing expose on the man dubbed King George by many an adoring fan for his disregard for the US Constitution, trampling of American civil rights, and asshole-esque swagger.

His rocky adolescence - which lasted long after puberty mind you - was a warty glass of beer, but Ws conversion was portrayed as authentic and touching, a defining moment in the man's life. His religious devotion was handled with care and compassion, detailing the man who really did, as best he could, love and follow God as he understand Him.

I was surprised at how Stone characterized the yellow cake uranium issue. Contrary to the vast left-wing conspiracy, Stone left us with the impression that W was truly duped into drinking someone's Kool-Aid (Rove, Cheney, Rumsfeld?) believing that Hussein really had WMDs.

That is all beside the point, Stone's point anyway. The focus of the film was not on Bush's mistakes in Iraq (although they were presented), instead keeping the lens on the relationship between W and daddy, or as they were called in the movie: Junior and Poppy.

Who knows if George HW Bush actually had the disdain for his son that was portrayed in the movie, but the implication is one that makes sense from a certain view. A man who stood in his father's shadow and was determined to earn that admiration and respect by creating a legacy and finishing daddy's battle. Oh yeah, oil played a part too, as did imperialism. Don't be surprised to hear the word empire uttered once or twice.

A NEW LADY BLOGGER

Speaking of strong women (see post below), I was graced with a comment from a reader and new blogger. We need more local female bloggers. The fact that Diana (of Diana's Wisdom) is a liberal blogger makes the read a bit more sweet as many of our local liberal lady-bloggers have gone away (Granny, Marmot, Sky Girl).

It should be noted that bloggers of all persuasions are welcome here. I love big, fat questions and challenges, don't you know. I especially love to get into stone-throwing competitions with my favorite conservative female blogger, JackeHammer.

Stop by and welcome Diana to the fold. It looks like she is going to give us all a good dose of female pride, girl power, and civil rights. Our society needs more of it all.

Welcome, Diana. You've been added to the blog roll.


RELIGULOUS


Bill Maher’s documentary (is this a documentary?) is about the ridiculous nature of religion and religious beliefs. So why would a Christian like me want to watch it? I appreciate when someone presents an intelligent argument and challenges my long-held and sometimes dogmatic beliefs. Frankly, I am intrigued with what he has to ask.

Make no mistake about it. Maher rejects the notion of all religions and argues that these religions are the cause of most of our wars and unspeakable acts of human depravity. He is full of contempt for the atrocities that are enacted in the name of (insert your favorite messiah).

It is not necessarily easy to take jabs at your religion, except Maher mocks it all with enough humor that I couldn’t help but laugh at myself and my own beliefs. Not that he changed my mind, but he does make some interesting points about the strange similarities between Christianity/Judaism/Islam/Mormon/Scientology and mythological stories pre-dating all the leaders of all those aforementioned religions. It gives one pause, that’s for sure. (I don’t even count Scientology as a religion, but Maher’s point is that the beliefs in the mainline religions are just as crazy as the beliefs of Scientology.)

Maher spends his time asking religious folks why they believe what they believe. As if there is anything wrong with that. In one scene, he stops at a church for truckers. One driver gets angry, telling Maher he does not like it when people challenge his Jesus. He left. The others, however, stayed and they had a good discussion with Maher, laughing and joking and … talking. They left on good terms. That was true for most of the conversations he had throughout the movie.

Unlike many documentaries that try to present themselves as unbiased or open minded, Maher makes no such case. You know that going into it. He freely talks about his beliefs and the basis for his questions. Thus, there is no fear of some kind of subversive conversion to atheism. The movie-goer is merely subjected to questions.

WONDER WOMAN RESCUES THE DUDE IN DISTRESS


It is all about girl power, baby, and I love it. Strong women do not appeal to everyone, but they do to me. The subjugated woman is just one component of religious dogma that I rejected a long time ago. Unlike Rush Limbaugh who makes fun of the “feminazis” (as he is so famous for labeling those women who believe in equality), I support those trailblazers who have fought for women to vote, have jobs outside the home if they choose, own land, preach the gospel, and become influential politicians – do anything that boys can do.

This is a huge reason I am such a Wonder Woman fan and her Silver Age mythos is nailed to the church doors, so to speak, in the recent Amazonian animated feature. She got the good treatment on this one, folks. Just like my title mentions, it is she who rescues the big, strong military fighter pilot numerous times. It is she who stops the muggers in the alley.

She questions why women in our culture bow to men and play the damsel in distress, when they are perfectly capable of solving their own problems. Why not, indeed? It can be hard to balance the warrior and the woman, but DC and Warner Bros. did a fabulous job.

There is a reason Wonder Woman is rated PG-13: beheadings, a ritualistic sacrifice (both done with class and without showing all the gore) and a few sexual innuendos. It really is not meant for young children, but as soon as your daughters are old enough, they should see the true measure of a great W.O.M.A.N!

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

ANOTHER YEAR ANOTHER AWARD SHOW

I barely made it to the blogger's meeting last night. School gets in the way sometimes, but I'm glad I got to go. I met so many nice new bloggers. I was glad to put a face to the britches (Sugar B). She was not new to me. The others, however, were blogs I was unaware of. Sorry kids. Now I know and I've added them to the blog roll. 

My linking finger hurts so I didn't put links in the post. Here are the folks that were new to me:

  • A Fool of Myself
  • Daily Adventures
  • The Springfield Foodie
  • Show-Me Opinions

Welcome, all. Please continue to come to the blogger's meetings. We don't take ourselves too seriously. 

Sunday, March 15, 2009

SOMEONE LISTENS TO RUSH LIMBAUGH TOO MUCH

Dennis Lamkins, in today's News-Leader editorial, feels we should:


Lamkins claims to understand our Constitution, but I think he forgot that pesky part (called the First Amendment) about freedom of religion. Like many crack-pot religious zealots, he only wants the Constitution to protect his religion and his belief system. To Hell with anyone else.

Thursday, March 12, 2009

THANK GOD SHE HAD ENOUGH SENSE NOT TO TURN ONE MISTAKE INTO TWO

I was gonna say something, but why bother? This guy already said enough about it. Not that a baby, in and of itself, is a mistake, but a young pregnancy is.

Tuesday, March 10, 2009

SENATE WORKING TO REPEAL MOTORCYCLE HELMET LAW

For several years now, perhaps even close to a decade but I cannot be sure, some members of the Missouri legislature have tried to repeal the motorcycle helmet law. It often passes the House and gets smeared in the Senate. This year the Senate attached it to a longer bill and hit as received little debate.

When I ride my bike to Kentucky every summer with my Dad and some friends, as soon as we cross the state line we pull over and everyone takes off their lids. All except me. I've worked around persons with disabilities for years and I've seen what traumatic brain injuries do to people and their families. It ain't pretty.

I keep my helmet on – nice and snug – and ride anyway, amongst throngs of bikers with hair a flowin'. I don't mind a bit, no sir. I take the teasing just fine because I would prefer to give my brain at least some protection against the pavement. That concrete is hard stuff and while I do ride, I try to be safe for my wife and daughter's sake.

You may be wondering if I will I take off my helmet when it's not required? Nope.

Read this short article from the News-Leader.

Thursday, March 05, 2009

5 COMIC BOOK MOVIES WAY WORSE THAN BATMAN & ROBIN

Who'd a thunk it? That there could be a comic book movie worse that BATMAN & ROBIN is disturbing enough. The knowledge that there exists five of these crappy comic flicks demonstrates Hollywood's desire to cash in on trash. Personally, I think Cracked left out that gobstopper of a cow patty fest known as THE AVENGERS (1998) not to mention the pittiful attempt at GHOST RIDER. For the love of all that is holy and good, Nick Cage is fantastic in quirky roles, but an action star he is not.

Keep all of these "movies" (if you can call them that) in mind when you are watching WATCHMEN this weekend. And you are going to see it in theaters arent' you?

[engage Jedi mind trick]

You will see WATCHMEN.
"I will see WATCHMEN," you reply.

[disengage Jedi mind trick]

Sunday, March 01, 2009

APPLE ON THE CUSP OF eCOMIC INNOVATION?

Newsarama offers a neat piece on the proposition that Apple may launch a new large-screen iPod Touch designed for color comic reading (and traditional books, too) and the publishing world is on edge. The rumor is that the compatible books will be available on iTunes.

Leave it to Apple to be at the forefront of innovation and the rest of the lackeys to trail along behind with buggy little knock-offs.

I DON'T KNOW ABOUT YOU BUT I WILL BE WATCHING THE WATCHMEN


It is listed as one of Time's Top 100 Novels ever and it is coming to a theater near you this Friday, March 6. I know of two people who have seen it. Both reviewers have said it is great, freaking great. As with all adaptations to film there is a big old but a comin'. You can use your Google fingers and figure all of that out on your own.

When Larry @ Simple Thoughts of a Complex Mind introduced me to WATCHMEN years ago I took it home, glanced over it, and handed it back. The art was problematic for me and I rebuffed it altogether. Since then, I've opened my mind to all kinds of comic literature, writing styles and art interpretations.

Whether we like it or not, WATCHMEN is a key member in the small cadre known as the comic canon. There's plenty of discussions about whether or not we should accept such an academic exercise as to have a comic canon. I took up the mantle, bought myself my own private copy and agreed to have a more open mind. It was not at all hard to do so this time around. I was mentally ready for an expansion of my comic appreciation and I looked forward to the experience.

I have to tell you that a one-time read is not nearly enough to understand the nuances and depth that WATCHMEN presents. It is at times complex and other times perplexing. It is dark and hard and very slow paced. Slow as molasses. WATCHMEN gets in no hurry to tell its story, but once you get to Rorschach – dear crazy-but-cool Rorschach – the story grabs you by the shorts and keeps a clenched fist. At least that is when it really got good for me. I was invested, interested and ready to finish this modern masterpiece.

I think WATCHMEN (the comic, the movie, the buzz and glory) is worth it. I say that because there is something special about stories that make people want to read. We should celebrate those works and find ways to tap into what makes them great.

Did you know that you can rent the WATCHMEN animated motion comic? It's due out this Tuesday. Also coming is the animated WATCHMEN: Tales of the Black Freighter. For those of you not in the know, WATCHMEN has an allegorical comic interwoven into the storyline called Tale of the Black Freighter, which will not show up in the movie.

Click here for all kinds of analysis, criticism and reviews of all things WATCHMEN.

LAYING IT ALL ON THE TABLE

Don't fart in a warm shower. Dang.

Saturday, February 28, 2009

THE SLOW DEATH OF CURSIVE PENMANSHIP

A growing number of educators and parents are concerned with the issue of handwriting. When I was in school it was a foregone conclusion that all students beginning in third grade would learn cursive and subsequent teachers would require it. That is, until high school where I was allowed to keyboard my papers.

Historically, our letters were a part of our culture and beautiful handwriting was as important as the content of the document. Everyone handwrote their notes, documents and letters. Nowadays we have a new culture of email, texting, twittering and blogging. It is a time when very few bother to write letters by hand. Even those that use the United States Post Office for correspondence do so, most likely, by typing on a computer and printing it out on a desktop printer. We just don’t have the need for cursive today, anymore than my grandmother needed the horsedrawn buggy to get to town, thanks to Mr. Ford.

Speaking for myself, I have adopted a hybrid handwriting technique whereby I mix print and cursive, although most of my penmanship involves printing. I often use all upper case letters like an architect. I find it more pleasing to the eye and distinctive.

The essential question facing educators lies in teaching cursive in any form. Should we or shouldn’t we? For the most part, schools continue to teach cursive; however, my sixth-grade teaching friend says that most of his students cannot read cursive writing on the white board. This despite the fact that we continue to work on cursive in schools. Another friend who is a long-time master teacher states that her adult children never write in cursive.

Does the 21st century student need cursive writing? If so, can he or she simply be taught how to read it and not how to write it? They say that takes about 15 minutes depending on one’s age. Seeing how our world is increasingly technology-based, I personally see no reason to teaching cursive except that we always have and that’s really no reason at all.

Students can go to college, take notes using print, write legibly, send letters, hand write thank you notes, and live a perfectly healthy and successful life without ever writing a single piece of cursive. As far as I can tell (with the short amount of Internet research I did) there is no legal requirement to sign your name in cursive. So what’s the point? After all, isn’t the issue really about communication, rather than the format? Proper communication only requires legibility.

Why spend 30-minutes or more everyday practicing cursive, when I could be teaching children to think deeply about core subjects. Imagine the real learning that can be accomplished when we focus on the content and learning rather than on the proper slant to my writing. We could spend that time reading a book and connecting it to our lives. We could work on skills the students will actually use in life. We could complete one more science or mathematics lesson.

Wednesday, February 25, 2009

CINDERELLA CAN'T EVEN MAKE IT TO MIDNIGHT ANYMORE

I just realized that I never published an Oscar wrap-up. It's shameful but I'll tell you anyway. I went to bed at 9:30 p.m. Those long days are zapping my energy and it's all I can do not go to bed before my 8-year-old.

Heath Ledger won and I was glad. I really didn't care about anything else. Not that I am down on the Oscars or anything, but I didn't see many movies this year so I wasn't exactly invested. That will change one of these days.

I'll have a party again, and my good friend, Larry and his complex mind, will be the first to receive an invite. Just plan on coming over next year, bud. Consider this your invite. You and the fam are at the top of the list.

Skinny Kitty informed me (at 5:30 a.m. the next morning) that Slumdog won Best Pic and Best Director. Whatever. I haven't seen it yet so I don't know. It's on the Netflix queue.

A PRETTY FLUFFY POST BUT A POST JUST THE SAME

Today was an 11 and a half hour day and it flew by. I had a fantabulous day. Understand, I have absolutely no idea what's going on in the world around me. I am too busy with school and too distracted with my grandmother to be able to connect with the world around me and actually involve myself in the news.

I'd prefer to keep up on the goings-on, but that simply is not possible right now. No way, no how. It won't always be that way, of course, and I take solace in that fact. I'm in hog heaven just the same, so I don't really mind too much. At least not for now.

Hey look, ma. I got some blogging in during the week. How about them apples?

Saturday, February 21, 2009

HOW DO YOU KNOW YOUR CHIMP'S GONE MAD?

Obviously, if he eats your friend's face off then there's a problem, but we might look for some clues before entering that dark, knify, stabby place. Jason Rohrblogger offers a few key things to look for when caring for your pet chimp.

DOGS BRING OUT THE BEST IN PEOPLE

Yeah, there's plenty of stress this semester. More than any other thus far in my program. That should not be misconstrued to mean that it is a bad semester. I am enjoying the learning immensely and I am happy. The stress is high – very, very high – and the paperwork is overpowering, blinding, breath-taking.

On top of that, my grandmother has experienced several mini-strokes called TIAs. While the American Heart Association states there is no lasting damage, that is not entirely true in Grandma's case. She has some serious holes in her short term memory and other issues. Thank the Lord on High that my mother is retired and able to help her. Mom is living with Grandma and helping her adjust and deal. Grandma has never been sick a day in her life so she is having a hard time dealing with any ailment, especially a significant one.

We check on Grandma most every day, which means our evenings are busy and late. It takes a toll on everyone, but that is what families do and we are glad to support her. I want someone to support me and my family when I get old and sick.

We have been leaving our little 6-pound Bichon-Yorkie over there during the days and many nights. He has done wonders to help her cope with her situation. He loves her, kisses her, and lays between her legs when she sits in her chair. He has done wonders to lift her spirits and keep her mind focused on something other than her situation. We miss him bunches, and bring him home sometimes, but he spends the bulk of his time over there right now. Dogs are amazing animals.

The other day he broke into her room. She awoke to a dog licking her face and commented that it was a nice way to wake up. Grandma has never taken up with animals before, so it's really interesting that she's done so now. But I'm thankful.

COOL GUY CANCELS GREATEST OSCAR PARTY EVER

For years we have hosted an Academy Award watch party at the House of Jack. Fun, games, awards, and one year we had wings catered by Coyote's Adobe Café (they make the best wings in town). School has gotten the better of me this semester, burying me under a mound of paperwork and stress. At 6:47 a.m. this very morning (Saturday) I realized, after reading Cracked.com, that the Oscars are this Sunday.

Dang. Double Dang.

I'm supposin' that we are foregoing the party this year in lieu of homework, checking on grandma (who is not doing well), and prepping for the massive, aneurysm-inducing week ahead. I just don't think I can manage to stay up past 9:30 p.m., let alone the stress of party planning. (You see, 5:30 a.m. has become the wake-up norm round these parts.)

I think I could swing it if the Academy would consider postponing the awards for another three weeks. I think I'll use my powerful Fat Jack influence and two Blogaroni awards to twist their arms. I'll let you know how that works out. Maybe if I published more of their press releases?

What shall you do, dear readers? Well, Cracked.com (the funniest dang website in all of bloggerville) will live blog the Oscars. Had I party, we would be checkin that out. I'll probably still drop in and see what that hysterical bunch has come up with.

Click here for a Printable Oscar ballot.

TAKE THAT POCKET BOOK

The dingbats of Springfield voted down the 1-cent tax to fix the fire-police pension and we sent a message to the powers-that-be: no new taxes. We want to keep more of our own hard-earned money.

Today, grandma got a letter in the mail citing the reason for her home insurance rate increase. You see, because of the vote we have some newfangled rotating fire house shut down. So her bill went up $75. I don't know how much she would have paid out if the tax would have passed, but I wonder if it would have been $75 for a 92-year-old on SSI.

We showed them, didn't we? That checkbook gets cracked one way or the other. Now, we give that money to the insurance man rather than applying it toward fixing the police-fire debacle. I think that means we will end up paying more. We showed them, didn't we?

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

OSCARS OF THE OZARKS

The Oscars of the Ozarks are open for voting and I've filled out my ballot. I did not, however, submit any nominations. The process was changed to include self-nominations, and I've never been a fan of nominating myself. Although I supported the addition of the self-nomination process.

This little blog has won awards the past two years and we think it is high time that some other blogs were considered. Some new blogs, some other blogs, something besides the same ones over and over. There's lot of good bloggers out there.

Had I the time I would have nominated Chris Brewer for Best Personal Blog. He takes on the church, his own faith, dogma, media, and all kinds of interesting topics. He does it with introspection and reflection. I love it. By the time I got around to thinking about nominating him it was too late. I'm pretty busy right now. I enjoy reading your corner of the blogosphere, Brewer. Except the football, but I don't like sports too much.

I did cast my vote for the many cateogories and I suggest you do the same. Big thanks to my good friend and fellow blogger, Larry, for coordinating it all. It's tons of work, and he does a good job. For my part, Larry, I hope we continue our tradition of hosting our events at Patton Alley.

Sunday, February 08, 2009

THE BODY REALLY IS AN ENTERTAINING THING


You are going to have to forgive me my theatrical transgressions; I’ve been around fourth graders too long this semester. Be that as it may, I am reporting – or confessing, depending on your point of view – my adulation for STEP BROTHERS.

Yeah. Fart gags, vagina jokes and plenty of adolescent rambunctiousness made for a funny-ass flick on a Sunday afternoon. Go figure. I stopped seeing the 40-something Ferrell and Reilly as anything but 12-year-old boys cursing and spitting their way through life. Somehow it was hysterical, except for the ending, but I just ignored it.

The movie does remind me of my students and the expectations that we grown-ups put on our youth. We push them, rightfully so, toward independence and self-reliance, and it can be all too easy to remember that they are children. They will act like children. They should act like children. It is okay to fart and laugh and play and be silly.

(Keep in mind that STEP BROTHERS is rated R because it is full of sex, the f-bomb, and plenty of genital slang. I think that’s what made it funny.)

IF IT'S GOOD ENOUGH FOR ME …

Busplunge quoted a contemporary and applicable diatribe about ignorance, written by Mark Slouka for Harpers, which is directly related to the classroom, and I feel compelled to continue the discussion.

As enticed as you might feel to read the piece as a rant on the red masses of America, on the conservatives, please refrain. The piece, whether intended to or not, is directly applicable to red and blue, conservative and liberal, religious and atheist, and a whole host of skin colors and ethnic backgrounds. My experience in education has demonstrated this point at least in my own mind.

There is a growing subculture of apathetic learners in the United States. It is a community of persons who view education as elitist, unattainable and unconnected to their daily lives. It is the idea of "if it was good enough for me then it's good enough for you" ideology. I see it often and it still shocks and shakes me.

At one time there were generations of parents who wanted more for their children. Who desired a better life for the progeny. Who wanted their little ones to be more, have more, attain more than themselves. Amazingly, those who can identifyy with such sentiments are finding their culture shrinking, giving way to those who wish to hold their children back.

More and more people no longer value education as an important aspect in their life. The evidence of the widespread nature of this movement can be seen on college campuses where first generation college student services are available. These services are designed for that student who comes from a family that has never had a anyone go to college. We find that these students are unduly stressed by familial expectations, anger and a lack of understanding of the requirements of school. Quite often the families push the student to quit, to stay behind, to follow paths of the rest of the family, to be like them, live like them and – I think most importantly – to not leave them behind.

What's more, and this is not based on observation as much as a hunch, is that those of us who do value an education are reproducing at smaller rates than those who reject education.

It is the job of educators to help connect children to education and demonstrate the value of life-long learning and thinking for one's self. It is a daunting task when compared to the oppostive value system being taught in some homes. We can place career seeds in our students and give them hope and purpose, a drive toward a goal even if it is a non-traditional goal such as comic creator, stand-up comedian, or dancer. Hope is a powerful thing.

I teach my kids to think ... for ... themselves. This is an issue that can be controversial. Why? Teaching children to explore, research and think beyond what they are simply told requires something that many parents can object to: exposure to different thoughts, beliefs and ideas. In fact, many parents find themselves in the precarious situation of wanting their child to think for herself so long as that thinking is in direct line with the parents' ideas. That's not thinking for self. It's a hard line for educators and we try hard to balance that line and push our students to think while not teaching the kids to think too much.

What do you think about that?


Wednesday, February 04, 2009

GUNS IN CHURCH?

The way I read the story, that's already an option. What we are really talking about are concealed guns at church. An Arkansas bill would allow churches to opt out of the conceal and carry law, prohibiting concealed guns within the hallowed walls.

I think that means that people already have the right to carry concealed weapons at church. I didn't know that they needed a special law to allow churches to ban them.

"Blessed are the peacemakers, for they will be called the sons of God." (emphasis mine)
– Matthew 5:9.

I'm pretty certain that Christ did not attack or defend himself against those who would hurt, attack or kill him. If he is the living example of right and wrong ... well then I think his actions speak volumes.

(UPDATE: I don't know why I didn't mention this before, but it should be noted that I am – and always have been –  an avid gun owner and shooter. I can relate to the "from my cold dead hands" ideology when it comes to protecting my rights to own firearms. I don't want anyone taking my guns from me. Period. I don't feel the need to haul them to church either.)