The people that come into our lives are often like stepping stones helping us cross the pond of life.
~A.M.B.
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
P-popping Kindergarteners!!!!
Ok....so normally I come across stories and videos of "Where were the parents at?" This one is simply mortifying!!!!! This isn't "Where were the parents at?" This is "WHAT THE FUCK WHERE THE PARENTS THINKING????" I had to watch this video several times because I simply couldn't believe that what I was seeing was real!!!!!!
WTF????? These are KINDERGARTENERS!!!!!! 5 AND 6 YEAR OLDS!!!!! No 5 or 6 year old girl needs to know how to "p-pop" like that!!!! The first little girl is bad enough!!!!! I'm absolutely speechless when it comes to the second girl!!!! About the third time watching the video....I noticed something even more disturbing. There are people behind whoever is holding the video camera.....TAKING PICTURES!!!!! WHAT THE HELL WERE THESE PARENTS AND OTHER ADULT THINKING????? If I had done something like this at their age....my name would have been grass!!!!! Yet, the really sad part is that these are the girls that are going to be bartends, strippers, hookers, or teenage mothers. And I can guarantee that that's when their parents are going to be asking "Where did we go wrong?" I'll tell you where you went wrong.....you encouraged this behavior!!!! What really hurts my heart is that these young girls are learning that this is all they're good for!!!! That this is what is going to get them noticed and get them attention. Who's to say that one of these girls couldn't be the one to cure cancer???? Or be the first female president???? I sincerely hope the parents of these girls wise up and teach their daughters that this behavior is unacceptable. Also, I'd love to point out that I hope somebody looks into who originally videotaped this and posted it online!!!!! I'd classify it as borderline CHILD PORNOGRAPHY!!!!! This is the type of stuff that Pediphiles LOVE!!!! Posting these children online like this is just asking for the unthinkable to happen!!!! Parents....protect and educate your children!!!! Please!!!!!
WTF????? These are KINDERGARTENERS!!!!!! 5 AND 6 YEAR OLDS!!!!! No 5 or 6 year old girl needs to know how to "p-pop" like that!!!! The first little girl is bad enough!!!!! I'm absolutely speechless when it comes to the second girl!!!! About the third time watching the video....I noticed something even more disturbing. There are people behind whoever is holding the video camera.....TAKING PICTURES!!!!! WHAT THE HELL WERE THESE PARENTS AND OTHER ADULT THINKING????? If I had done something like this at their age....my name would have been grass!!!!! Yet, the really sad part is that these are the girls that are going to be bartends, strippers, hookers, or teenage mothers. And I can guarantee that that's when their parents are going to be asking "Where did we go wrong?" I'll tell you where you went wrong.....you encouraged this behavior!!!! What really hurts my heart is that these young girls are learning that this is all they're good for!!!! That this is what is going to get them noticed and get them attention. Who's to say that one of these girls couldn't be the one to cure cancer???? Or be the first female president???? I sincerely hope the parents of these girls wise up and teach their daughters that this behavior is unacceptable. Also, I'd love to point out that I hope somebody looks into who originally videotaped this and posted it online!!!!! I'd classify it as borderline CHILD PORNOGRAPHY!!!!! This is the type of stuff that Pediphiles LOVE!!!! Posting these children online like this is just asking for the unthinkable to happen!!!! Parents....protect and educate your children!!!! Please!!!!!
Saturday, August 1, 2009
Apology
I apologize to the few people who have taken the time to follow my blog. Due to a few circumstances in my life recently I was unable to post for a few days. Now that things have calmed back down I plan to get back on track!
Peace, Love & Pride
Peace, Love & Pride
Sunday, July 26, 2009
Quote of the Day
To forget how to dig the earth
and tend the soil is to forget ourselves.
~ Gandhi ~
and tend the soil is to forget ourselves.
~ Gandhi ~
Friday, July 24, 2009
Obituary-Sad But True
Today we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend, *Common Sense*, who has been with us for many years. No one knows for sure how old he was, since his birth records were long ago lost in bureaucratic red tape. He will be remembered as having cultivated such valuable lessons as:
- Knowing when to come in out of the rain;
- Why the early bird gets the worm;
- Life isn't always fair;
- and maybe it was my fault.
Common Sense lived by simple, sound financial policies (don't spend more than you can earn) and reliable strategies (adults, not children, are in charge).
His health began to deteriorate rapidly when well-intentioned but overbearing regulations were set in place. Reports of a 6-year-old boy charged with sexual harassment for kissing a classmate; teens suspended from school for using mouthwash after lunch; and a teacher fired for reprimanding an unruly student, only worsened his condition.
Common Sense lost ground when parents attacked teachers for doing the job that they themselves had failed to do in disciplining their unruly children.
It declined even further when schools were required to get parental consent to administer sun lotion or an aspirin to a student; but could not inform parents when a student became pregnant and wanted to have an abortion.
Common Sense lost the will to live as the churches became businesses; and criminals received better treatment than their victims.
Common Sense took a beating when you couldn't defend yourself from a burglar in your own home and the burglar could sue you for assault.
Common Sense finally gave up the will to live, after a woman failed to realize that a steaming cup of coffee was hot. She spilled a little in her lap, and was promptly awarded a huge settlement.
Common Sense was preceded in death, by his parents, Truth and Trust, by his wife, Discretion, by his daughter, Responsibility, and by his son, Reason.
He is survived by his 4 stepbrothers;
I Know My Rights
I Want It Now
Someone Else Is To Blame
I'm A Victim
Not many attended his funeral because so few realized he was gone. If you still remember him, pass this on. If not, join the majority and do nothing.
*As much as I would love to take credit for this ingenious piece of writing, I've forwarded it from another source. The author is unknown.
- Knowing when to come in out of the rain;
- Why the early bird gets the worm;
- Life isn't always fair;
- and maybe it was my fault.
Common Sense lived by simple, sound financial policies (don't spend more than you can earn) and reliable strategies (adults, not children, are in charge).
His health began to deteriorate rapidly when well-intentioned but overbearing regulations were set in place. Reports of a 6-year-old boy charged with sexual harassment for kissing a classmate; teens suspended from school for using mouthwash after lunch; and a teacher fired for reprimanding an unruly student, only worsened his condition.
Common Sense lost ground when parents attacked teachers for doing the job that they themselves had failed to do in disciplining their unruly children.
It declined even further when schools were required to get parental consent to administer sun lotion or an aspirin to a student; but could not inform parents when a student became pregnant and wanted to have an abortion.
Common Sense lost the will to live as the churches became businesses; and criminals received better treatment than their victims.
Common Sense took a beating when you couldn't defend yourself from a burglar in your own home and the burglar could sue you for assault.
Common Sense finally gave up the will to live, after a woman failed to realize that a steaming cup of coffee was hot. She spilled a little in her lap, and was promptly awarded a huge settlement.
Common Sense was preceded in death, by his parents, Truth and Trust, by his wife, Discretion, by his daughter, Responsibility, and by his son, Reason.
He is survived by his 4 stepbrothers;
I Know My Rights
I Want It Now
Someone Else Is To Blame
I'm A Victim
Not many attended his funeral because so few realized he was gone. If you still remember him, pass this on. If not, join the majority and do nothing.
*As much as I would love to take credit for this ingenious piece of writing, I've forwarded it from another source. The author is unknown.
Quote of the Day
A rock pile ceases to be a rock pile the moment a single man contemplates it, bearing within him the image of a cathedral.
~Antoine de Saint-Exupery
~Antoine de Saint-Exupery
Thursday, July 23, 2009
Where were the parents?????
This one got past me. Luckily Eric hooked me up. Now read this madness from the Shanghai Times (OK, its really Shanghai Daily, but Times sounds better):
A 14-YEAR-OLD boy drank gasoline for five years to obtain "energy" - just as his idols "Bumble Bee" or "Optimus Prime" do in "Transformers," the Sichuan-based West China Metropolis Daily reported yesterday.
After the boy, in Yibin City, southwest Sichuan Province, had watched the animated TV series, he began to drink gasoline to become a "valiant fighter" like "Optimus Prime," his father told the newspaper.
"He began to drink gasoline five years ago, when we found he liked smelling lighter fuel," he said.
The boy started out drinking lighter fluid and then moved up to gas from the family’s motorcycle. He is effectively mentally handicapped and cannot add or subtract anymore. The gas destroyed his brain cells. Where were his parents? I’m just sayin’ ---sheeeesh!
*copied/pasted from allhiphop.com
A 14-YEAR-OLD boy drank gasoline for five years to obtain "energy" - just as his idols "Bumble Bee" or "Optimus Prime" do in "Transformers," the Sichuan-based West China Metropolis Daily reported yesterday.
After the boy, in Yibin City, southwest Sichuan Province, had watched the animated TV series, he began to drink gasoline to become a "valiant fighter" like "Optimus Prime," his father told the newspaper.
"He began to drink gasoline five years ago, when we found he liked smelling lighter fuel," he said.
The boy started out drinking lighter fluid and then moved up to gas from the family’s motorcycle. He is effectively mentally handicapped and cannot add or subtract anymore. The gas destroyed his brain cells. Where were his parents? I’m just sayin’ ---sheeeesh!
*copied/pasted from allhiphop.com
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
World of Warcraft Freakout
Ok....so this is a video that was recently brought to my attention.... I know I've ranted about parents parenting styles(or lack thereof) before!!!! This....IS A PERFECT EXAMPLE!!!! Watch the video. This kid literally turns into something out of the exercist(sp?) when his parents cancel his World of Warcraft account!!!! And his brother eggs him on!!!! Where are the F***ing parents at throughout all this???? Is this really the future of our species????
And then there's the follow up!!!!
And then there's the follow up!!!!
Both of these boys need some SERIOUS psychological help! If someone doesn't do something....the ones gonna end up murdering somebody!!!! And his brother's gonna be the first on his list!!!!
Quote of the Day
"In order to change the world....we must first change ourselves!"
~P. Diddy & Notorious B.I.G. (r.i.p)
~P. Diddy & Notorious B.I.G. (r.i.p)
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
Quote of the Day
"I not only use all the brains that I have, but all that I can borrow."
~Woodrow Wilson
28th president of US (1856 - 1924)
~Woodrow Wilson
28th president of US (1856 - 1924)
Monday, July 20, 2009
Quote of the Day
I usually only do a quote of the day. However, these two are by the same author and I felt they went together quite nicely so I published them both. Hope you enjoy :)
Entrepreneurs are simply those who understand that there is little difference between obstacle and opportunity and are able to turn both to their advantage.
~Niccolo Machiavelli
I'm not interested in preserving the status quo; I want to overthrow it.
~Niccolo Machiavelli
Entrepreneurs are simply those who understand that there is little difference between obstacle and opportunity and are able to turn both to their advantage.
~Niccolo Machiavelli
I'm not interested in preserving the status quo; I want to overthrow it.
~Niccolo Machiavelli
Friday, July 17, 2009
Raisin Em Oldschool! List #1
~Everything your Grandparents knew about raising children that your parents forgot to teach you!~
I know I'm about to ruffle some feathers, but from what I've seen somebody's gotta do it!
I've worked many years in the retail and service industries. Throughout these years I watched the individuals coming through. What I began to notice was the younger an younger the parents got the more unruly their children were! What happened? Now, don't misunderstand! I'm not that old myself, but I was raised by a father that insisted on manners and good behavior-both inside and out of the house! Many of the things I see children doing now days....I'm appalled! My father would NOT have tolerated 98% of the antics I've witnessed! Yet I can't place the blame upon the children! Most of this unruly behaviour stems from the parents parenting style-or lack there of! So, below I've thrown together some very basic rules of "Raisin Em Oldschool". One by one I'll take each one and write a blog outlining exactly what I mean by it. If I think of more, and I'm sure I will, I may very well post a second list so keep checking back!
Rules:
-Mean what you say
-Be consistent
-Time out only works if the child understands
-Spankings are ok
-Give boundaries
-Let em get upset
-Give freedom
-Mess and mistakes are a part of life
-Start young
-Listen
-TV and Gameboy is not parenting
-Dinner is essential
I know I'm about to ruffle some feathers, but from what I've seen somebody's gotta do it!
I've worked many years in the retail and service industries. Throughout these years I watched the individuals coming through. What I began to notice was the younger an younger the parents got the more unruly their children were! What happened? Now, don't misunderstand! I'm not that old myself, but I was raised by a father that insisted on manners and good behavior-both inside and out of the house! Many of the things I see children doing now days....I'm appalled! My father would NOT have tolerated 98% of the antics I've witnessed! Yet I can't place the blame upon the children! Most of this unruly behaviour stems from the parents parenting style-or lack there of! So, below I've thrown together some very basic rules of "Raisin Em Oldschool". One by one I'll take each one and write a blog outlining exactly what I mean by it. If I think of more, and I'm sure I will, I may very well post a second list so keep checking back!
Rules:
-Mean what you say
-Be consistent
-Time out only works if the child understands
-Spankings are ok
-Give boundaries
-Let em get upset
-Give freedom
-Mess and mistakes are a part of life
-Start young
-Listen
-TV and Gameboy is not parenting
-Dinner is essential
Quote of the Day
The fact is, that to do anything in the world worth doing, we must not stand back shivering and thinking of the cold and danger, but jump in and scramble through as well as we can.
~Robert Cushing
~Robert Cushing
Thursday, July 16, 2009
Quote of the Day
"Life is funny. Sometimes it goes according to plan.....but more often we must change our plan according to how life goes."
~A.M.B.
~A.M.B.
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
Quote of the Day
"Go Confidently In the Direction of Your Dreams... Live the Life You've Imagined...." - Thoreau
Monday, July 13, 2009
Quote of The Day
"On the beaches of hesitation bleached the bones of countless millions who - on the threshold of victory - sat down to wait......and waiting they died."
~Unknown
~Unknown
Little Girl's Pearls
I read a story when I was younger (maybe ten/eleven years old) and to this day it's stuck with me. It reminds us of a very important lesson that we often forget. I call the story Little Girl's Pearls.
There once was a little girl who had a string of plastic pearls. She loved her pearls more than anything in the world! They made her feel like a big girl and they looked just like Mommy's! Every night before she went to bed she'd put on her PJ's and her pearls, her father would come in, they'd say a prayer together and then he'd tuck her in and turn out the lights. One night, as her father tucked her into bed, he asked her, "My daughter, how much do you love me?"
"Whole biggest bunches!" She replied.
"Do you trust me?" He asked her.
"Yes." She answered.
"If that's so, may I have your pearls?" He asked.
The little girl clutched her pearls tightly. "I love you but I don't want to give up my pearls Daddy!" Seeing the fear in the little girls eyes he kissed her forhead good-night.
"You don't have to give them to me. Good night and sweet dreams. I love you." He told her.
The next night at bedtime the father came in to tuck his daughter in and once more asked her "My daughter, how much do you love me?"
And again she replied, "Whole biggest bunches!"
"Do you trust me?" He asked.
And again she said, "Yes."
Once more he asked, "If that's so, may I have your pearls?"
And just as before the little girl clutched her pearls tightly. "I love you but I don't want to give up my pearls Daddy!"
Seeing the fear in his little girl's eyes, and a sad look of his own, he bent to kiss her forehead gently. "Good night and sweet dreams. I love you." He told her and turned to go.
The third night he entered his daugthter's room the little girl was sitting on her bed. Her face was streamed with tears and as he approached her bed she held out her little hand. In it, were her precious pearls.
The little girl looked up at her father and said, "Daddy, last night you were sad. Please don't be sad. I love my pearls, but if you need them you can have them." He took the pearls from the little girls hand, hugging her tightly. Tears continued to run down the little girls cheeks as he tucked her in and kissed her good night.
He kissed her and said simply, "I love you."
As the little girl began to get ready for bed on the following night, she noticed something on her bed. Walking over, she picked it up. It was the string of pearls she had so admired. Real ones! Exactly like her Momma wore!
The moral of the story? Sometimes you gotta give up something in order to gain something better. Sometimes you just have to have faith that you're doing the right thing and that things will work out.
There once was a little girl who had a string of plastic pearls. She loved her pearls more than anything in the world! They made her feel like a big girl and they looked just like Mommy's! Every night before she went to bed she'd put on her PJ's and her pearls, her father would come in, they'd say a prayer together and then he'd tuck her in and turn out the lights. One night, as her father tucked her into bed, he asked her, "My daughter, how much do you love me?"
"Whole biggest bunches!" She replied.
"Do you trust me?" He asked her.
"Yes." She answered.
"If that's so, may I have your pearls?" He asked.
The little girl clutched her pearls tightly. "I love you but I don't want to give up my pearls Daddy!" Seeing the fear in the little girls eyes he kissed her forhead good-night.
"You don't have to give them to me. Good night and sweet dreams. I love you." He told her.
The next night at bedtime the father came in to tuck his daughter in and once more asked her "My daughter, how much do you love me?"
And again she replied, "Whole biggest bunches!"
"Do you trust me?" He asked.
And again she said, "Yes."
Once more he asked, "If that's so, may I have your pearls?"
And just as before the little girl clutched her pearls tightly. "I love you but I don't want to give up my pearls Daddy!"
Seeing the fear in his little girl's eyes, and a sad look of his own, he bent to kiss her forehead gently. "Good night and sweet dreams. I love you." He told her and turned to go.
The third night he entered his daugthter's room the little girl was sitting on her bed. Her face was streamed with tears and as he approached her bed she held out her little hand. In it, were her precious pearls.
The little girl looked up at her father and said, "Daddy, last night you were sad. Please don't be sad. I love my pearls, but if you need them you can have them." He took the pearls from the little girls hand, hugging her tightly. Tears continued to run down the little girls cheeks as he tucked her in and kissed her good night.
He kissed her and said simply, "I love you."
As the little girl began to get ready for bed on the following night, she noticed something on her bed. Walking over, she picked it up. It was the string of pearls she had so admired. Real ones! Exactly like her Momma wore!
The moral of the story? Sometimes you gotta give up something in order to gain something better. Sometimes you just have to have faith that you're doing the right thing and that things will work out.
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