My ultra-boring life

Thursday, April 24, 2008

We're failing our children

This is something that has been bugging me for a while. I've seen it around a bit, but the most profound examples of how we are failing our children seem to come from my sister who teaches high school in Oklahoma. Over a third of the senior class in her high school are flunking out. OVER A THIRD! And from the tales she has told me of so many of her students, it's not a surprise. The kids just don't care, and their parents don't care, to put even the slightest modicum of work into their education. They won't bring their books to class, they won't even bother to read the questions on tests -- she actually had a student who prided himself on getting through an important test quickly by guessing on every single question. The kids are beyond apathetic and rude and cheating is second nature. I could tell you many stories but I will spare you the gory details. And lest you get the impression that this is just her school or just Oklahoma, I have heard similar stories up here in Idaho. It's appalling. These are the people who are going to be running our businesses, working on our vehicles, helping us in stores, and working on our homes. Not to mention the ones that will be helping us in hospitals, flying us across the country, and other life-threatening situations.
Where do these kids come from? Answer: lazy, apathetic, or self-absorbed parents. I've seen many parents try to absolve themselves with statements like "I didn't teach them that" or "I don't know where they get it from, must be from other kids at school," but the bottom line is the kids learn this crap from their parents. Responsibility, love of learning, integrity, all good things are learned from the smallest age, way too young for blame to be placed on the schools, not to mention that it has been proven in study after study that parents have the biggest influence by far out of any factors influencing children. And many parents are just plain too stupid to realize what they are teaching their children when they do things like get mad at a kid for asking questions ("curiosity and learning is bad") or attempt to justify a dishonest behavior ("as long as I get what I want, it's okay").
Please, people, pay attention to your kids. If you don't HAVE to work, stay home with your kids and love and teach them the things that they need to grow up smart and strong and good. It's hard work. REALLY hard work. If it's not hard, you're not doing it right. But it's worth it. Not even the best schools or daycares can make up for what you are teaching or not teaching your kids right now.

Wednesday, April 23, 2008

Why Facial Hair is Not a Sign of Manliness

OK, first, for the sake of argument, we must define manliness. I will give two criteria that will be difficult to dispute for my definition: 1) The ability to conquer, and 2) the ability to attract the ladies.

For the first point, I bring up three of the most conquering societies in history: the Romans, the Mongols, and the English. The Romans were one of the earliest societies to make clean-shaven men the norm, and they are commonly acknowledged as some of the greatest conquerors of the ancient world. Surpassing them in conquering ability, however, was the Mongols, who ruled land from Bavaria to the Pacific Ocean. While commonly portrayed as bearded heathen, they actually eschewed facial hair. Then surpassing them, and everyone else, in conquering ability, was the British. The sun didn't set on the English empire as during the 19th century they ruled land clear around the globe. And everyone knows that they are a traditionally rather clean-shaven bunch. Therefore, according to our powerful examples, facial hair is typically negatively associated with the most powerful conquering peoples.

As to attracting the ladies, most women do not like the scratchiness of beards and other forms of facial hair. Ask any marketing specialist and they will tell you that all of the studies in the Americas find clean-shaven men to be far more attractive to women than their bearded counterparts.

Therefore, based upon scientific evidence, facial hair is not a sign of manliness.

Thursday, April 17, 2008

I lub dis song. And I'm testing out imeem's embed features so maybe you can learn to love it too.

Social the Networks

OK, I don't know what's up, maybe it's because it's Spring, but I've joined three social networks in the course of a week. sparkpeople, facebook, and imeem. It really makes me wonder about today's kids, with all this shallow socializing on these huge specialized networks! Imeem seems great for music and sparkpeople is interesting for health and facebook is just...well, facebook -- but if this is the way people socialize today, I'm really feeling old! How do you keep up with it? How do you resolve and determine REAL friendships? Or do you just use the online to supplement?

Tuesday, April 15, 2008

Funny Kitties

This video is somewhat like how we are with our cats. Have I mentioned that we love our kitties? They are our children. I don't know how I will cope when they aren't around anymore. And if you ever doubt me, just look at our vet bill!




Does it make me lame now that i posted about kitties on my blog?

Monday, April 14, 2008

SparkPeople

I'm not generally much of a person for online social networks. I mean, I belong to a few, but I just don't get INTO them. I think I'm too old. :b But my sister pointed one out to me yesterday that I thought might be helpful, so I joined it. We'll see how it works out.

For those who have never met me in person, I have to confess: I am very fat. VERY fat. I have a metabolic disorder which has ALWAYS made it difficult to lose weight, but over the last 10 years a few bouts with serious illness have pushed me over the edge from overweight to very obese and it has been very discouraging. It makes me tired, aggravates my depression, aggravates my genetic predisposition to insulin resistance, makes it hard to move around, etc., etc. Until you've actually been this fat you have no idea how hellish it is. With the depression it is even harder to fight than it used to be, so most of me has just sort of given up. And I find normal diet and health plans to be such a huge amount of bother and effort and so full of chipper, happy, gung-ho people that they just make me want to run away. So I'm afraid of trying this, but I'm going to try it anyway. Not anything high-falutin', just trying to exercise more and eat a little less and eat a little healthier. Just being more aware, not calorie-counting. Hopefully it will make a difference. We'll see. I really don't want to get gastric bypass surgery. If you want to try the site out for yourself, say hi to me there -- my username is mouriana.

Why I Blog (or, why I don't Blog So Much)

I'm not a very good blogger. Obviously. Other people have a hobby or interest that they blog about. News comes up on that topic, then they comment on it and bring it to people's attention. I don't do that. Blogging to me is generally an effusion of emotion, something that has built up for a while that I feel I need to say something about. Then, IF you are lucky, I will remember that I even have a blog so I have a place to raise my voice, and I will post here. But it seems like most of my good ideas are lost to the sands of time.

Honestly, I blame my depression for a lot of my silence: so very very little seems worth interest, let alone talking about. It's very difficult. But a lot of the blame comes from backlash from the overwhelming diarrhea of the mouth I had for so many years. I grew up without many boundaries. Throughout college and for a few years afterwards I just said whatever came to mind. This got me into serious trouble a few times and lost me some friendships. It reached the point where I became very wary of my tongue, not just because of the hurt it could cause and the inappropriate things it would say, but also because I realized I was annoying with my endless chatter. I grew to hate my mouth. So I have gone in something of an opposite direction...unless I have a good reason to say something, I keep it to myself. Good or bad? I guess that's for you to decide. But for you blog addicts, I guess it could be considered a bad thing. :)

Thursday, April 10, 2008

A New Blog Post -- so stressful!

I was called on the carpet today for blogging so infrequently. So I am posting a post.

I was watching Cranky Geeks with my husband (yes I occasionally feed my geek roots) and they mentioned that the honorable (snort) NY Times is talking about how stressful blogging is, since there was some evidence of three deaths of bloggers. I say, of course it's stressful! Why do you think I blog so infrequently?! Oh, the pain! Having to think of new things to rant about! It's not easy! Especially if you are like me and you want to say something meaningful. How can I say anything meaningful if we're still suffering the repercussions of the writer's strike on TV? I mean, really!

Seriously, I guess some of my news was that I didn't get accepted to the Master's program in Creative Writing at Boise State. Turns out they wanted something unique and original, not necessarily well written, who knew? So now I has to write something new and original for next year. And grammar be darned.

Other than that, I have finally joined the ranks of social networking and jumped on Facebook today. I didn't want to. But tons of my friends and family are there. I couldn't help myself. It's not my fault! Stop looking at me like that!

I'm gonna go be unproductive elsewhere. See yas.