Saturday, October 30, 2010

Genius Boat Trailer Guy

So I'm driving down the road yesterday and see this guy in a pick-up truck pulling this boat trailer for what must be a huge boat.  It was a three axle trailer and probably 2-3 times as long as the typical boat trailer.  Then I had the thought, maybe he really doesn't own a boat to put on the trailer, he just has a trailer for a really big boat.  He probably just tells everyone his boat is on the water somewhere.  I'm thinking, that guy's a genius.  He gets all of the social status of owning a really big boat, but all he really bought was an empty trailer.

Friday, October 22, 2010

I'd Rather Ride With Her Too...

Last week during the homecoming game the stands were crowded, especially down in the student section, so Brittney and a couple of her friends came up and sat by Marti and me.  While they were sitting next to us, Marti and I quietly had the conversation that it was nice to know that our children are comfortable enough with us to come and sit by us at a football game.  (There are many who would be appalled to even be seen with or maybe even seen by their parents during a football game.)   Marti then made the statement, "We really do have good kids," followed by a pause and then the statement, "in spite of their mother."  I think we were sent pretty good kids right out of the package, but let me tell you they are not really good kids "in spite of their mother."  Marti is a great mother.  She is supportive without hovering, spiritual without being overbearing and generally just a fun person to be around.  Often, when we are going somewhere as a family and we end up taking more than one car, it is not unusual for all of the kids to want to ride with their Mother.  Heck, if I had my choice I'd ride with her too.   

Marti, I Love You.  We make a great team and you are the MVP!!!

18 Sweep, or Whatever

And so like, Jacob, Makenzie, Marti and me went to dinner.  We went to like Chipolte for dinner (I know, big surprise).  While we were waiting in line, like Makenzie and Jacob were telling us about their days activities, or whatever.  And so most of their stories of the day were like related to practice, coaches or team mates, (I know another big surprise) or whatever .  And so, like as dinner went on, I started listening to their speech patterns or whatever.  And so, I've noticed it before, so I decided every time I heard Jacob say, "Or whatever," I would say, "Really."  This frustrated him after a few times and he even denied once or twice that he said "or whatever."  And like, once he became conscious of it, he would start a sentence with "and so...," and then could hardly complete the sentence.  Sometime during the conversation I had to ask Jacob the question, "So when you call a play in the huddle, do you say something like "18 sweep, or whatever?"  I'm not sure Jacob found this so humorous, but it could explain sometimes why the offensive line and everyone else is not blocking or executing the play.  They are just doing "whatever."

If you were wondering Makenzie's phrase is "like" or "and like...."

Saturday, October 16, 2010

Irony with a chance of Sarcasm

As I was driving to work one morning this week, there was a traffic jam as result of about 8 cars crunched together accordion style.  It seemed ironic to me that the last car in line was a police vehicle.  Is that really a case of irony?

I remember being in 11th grade English composition and the teacher giving us a lesson about irony.  In class he made the statement that "irony was a sign of intelligence" and then gave us a writing assignment that had to illustrate irony.  For whatever reason I still remember the impression that this teacher didn't think I was really all that intelligent. When I received my writing assignment back it said, "This is more sarcasm than irony."  Perhaps it's ironic that most of the systems and machines that do real work in the world and keep the grandma's of the world warm (or cool) are based on mathematical derivations and illustrations, that do not require the complex and poetic style of writing my teacher was looking for from his students.  Perhaps it's even more ironic, that those of his students who went on to master and utilize mathematical expressions have probably done pretty well for themselves.  I wonder how many of my teachers "intelligent" students/master writers wish they could integrate and take derivatives as they head to their second job?

Parents even if your children can't write flowery dissertations, there is still hope.  An engineering degree stacks the odds in your favor that they will likely not be moving back in with you (although engineers tend to be cheap and they may squat in your domecile just to save a few bucks).

I don't know what sarcasm is a sign of (I think I heard once and it wasn't a good thing), but whatever it is, I'm likely full of it.