the rant

With the first joke comes a mountain of wisdom. How do we allow our children to be free spirits and explore the world when they become subjected to so much that we disapprove of. The kids now days play video games that kill other people and they laugh about it and they become addicted to such an act that it compells them to find other games so they can continue this behavior. It is upsetting to me to have children addicted to killing even if it is a game. Am I the last to think this way?

Then there is the television rating system. It doesn’t work unless you use the block on the television and then the child becomes upset when they can’t watch a movie that so and so watched and liked that was not really appropriate for children.

Being a parent is hard work and guiding them through these obsticles is challenging. I know we should fill our children with the facts they need to process what they become exposed to. Not to mention the interaction they get from school, coming home and saying words we do not use and having to ask, “Where’d you hear that?”

So, to make a chuckle out of this serious post. My little girl comes home one day and asks, “what’s a porn star?” What do I do? …tell her that it is a species of starfish? Dare I tell her the truth that some girl has sex with lots of guys on T.V. and becomes a star when she is already wanting to be a diva?

When she ask’s what’s a penis? I’ll tell her it is slang for … Happiness? “Daddy, can I sleep with the boy down the street?” “NOOO!” Or, why does the neighbors dog hump my leg! “It likes the scent of the laundry soap your mother uses!” Or, what is STD? It stands for Super Tight Diva! (Because now-a-days “Tight” is the new word for cool). Or, here’s one… Do my feet look like camels feet? I reply, “No. why?” Because this guy said he likes my camel toe!!! I break out the shot gun.

It makes home school look pretty darn good right now! Well, that’s my two cents on this topic but I really have a quarters worth of venting to go. (~_~)


“A young family moved into a house, next to a vacant lot.

One day, a construction crew turned up to start building a house on the empty lot.

The young family’s 5-year-old daughter naturally took an interest in all the activity going on next door and spent much of each day observing the workers.

Eventually the construction crew, all of them “gems-in-the-rough,” more or less, adopted her as a kind of project mascot.”

They chatted with her, let her sit with them while they had coffee and lunch breaks and gave her little jobs to do here and there to make her feel important.

At the end of the first week, they even presented her with a pay envelope containing ten dollars.

The little girl took this home to her mother who suggested that she take her ten dollars “pay” she’d received to the bank the next day to start a savings account.

When the girl and her mom got to the bank, the teller was equally impressed and asked the little girl how she had come by her very own pay check at such a young age.

The little girl proudly replied, “I worked last week with a real construction crew building the new house next door to us.”

“Oh my goodness gracious,” said the teller, and will you be working on the house again this week, too?”

The little girl replied, “I will, if those as*!#!es at Home Depot ever deliver the fu*#’ng sheet rock…”


A businessman walks into a bank in San Francisco and asks for the loan officer. He says he is going to Europe on business for two weeks and needs to borrow $7,000. The bank officer says the bank will need some kind of security for such a loan.

So the businessman hands over the keys to a Rolls Royce parked on the street in front of the bank. Everything checks out, and the bank agrees to accept the car as collateral for the loan. An employee drives the Rolls into the bank’s underground garage and parks it there.

Two weeks later, the businessman returns, repays the $7,000 and the interest, which comes to $19.67. The loan officer says, “We are very happy to have had your business, and this transaction has worked out very nicely, but we are a little confused. While you were away, we checked you out and found that you are a multimillionaire. What confuses us is why would you bother to borrow $7,000?”

The businessman replied, “Where else in San Francisco can I park my car for two weeks for $20 bucks?”


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