Uncle Roger's Notebooks of Daily Life |
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Introduction My life is, to me, ripe with frequent challenges, occasional successes, spontaneous laughter, adequate tears, and enough *life* to last me a lifetime. To you, however, it surely seems most pedestrian. And therefore, I recycle the name I used previously and call this my Notebooks of Daily Life. Daily, because it's everyday in nature, ordinary. These conglomeration of events that are my life are of interest to me because I live it, perhaps mildly so to those who are touched by it, and could only be of perverse, morbid curiosity to anyone else. Yet, I offer them here nonetheless. Make of them what you will, and perhaps you can learn from my mistakes. Sinasohn.Net
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Sunday, October 16, 2011 Have I offended you? Have I said something that upset you? Has something I've written conflicted so deeply with your beliefs that you've cursed my very existence? Did I do something that sickened you, so distasteful was it to you and your faith? Then I say congratulations! I am so very happy for you!
Sometimes I click on the "Find Friends" link and scan through the names. Not because I'm looking for more friends but because I find it interesting to see who FB thinks I might know.
Police have reportedly captured a suspect in a series of fires taking place around the Bay Area. In each case, the arsonist set fire to a flower shop, destroying it, and the plants within, completely. Police had been stumped for weeks; the culprit left few clues behind. Now, however, they say they are very confident that Ray Oliver is the one responsible.
Fair (Guest Post by Jared, Age 9)
Do you want fair? Then everyone should be allowed to get married. There's another type of fair, nobody's allowed to get married. Either nobody is allowed get married or everbody is allowed to get married. Your choice. My son Jared took it upon himself to offer his views on the idea of marriage equality. This post is part of Blogging for LGBT Families Day.
Prop 8 (Guest Post by Sara, Age 7 (almost))
I think prop 8 is not a good idea because it is not fair. There are people that can't get married because of prop 8. When a boy or girl wants to marry the same thing of who they are. When someone wants to marry someone they should be able to do that even if a girl and another girl wants to marry, even for boys. It just isn't fair. My daughter Sara offers her thoughts on California's proposition 8, the unconstitutional measure that stripped the right to marry from many citizens. This post is part of Blogging for LGBT Families Day.
So I showed the video of the song Kilkelly to my wife, after explaining why I had come across it and why I'd written about it. Together we listened and read the words and, at the same moment during the last verse, came to the exact same realization of what it was all about -- at least as far as my brother was concerned.
I was asked to offer my thoughts and reactions to the song Kilkelly, by Peter Jones, sung here by Mick Moloney. The song was inspired by and the lyrics based on letters sent by a father in Ireland to his son who had immigrated to the States in the late 1800s. It is a beautiful song, both musically and lyrically. I hadn't heard it before and I did enjoy it. That said, I do have some thoughts of a more personal nature conjured up by the story told in the lyrics.
This is part of an ongoing examination of likelihood of the existence of god based on claims that he created the universe and of his perfection. My eyesight is pretty good up to about 2 feet away. Any further than that, however, and I couldn't tell my kids from Kid Rock without my glasses. Like a lot of people, I depend on my glasses. Too bad my eyes aren't as perfect as the being that supposedly created them.
This is part of an ongoing examination of likelihood of the existence of god based on claims that he created the universe and of his perfection. Ah, how sweet the flowers of spring! Visual, olfactory, even auditory delights await the moment we enter our gardens. And yet, for many of us, this joy comes more as an assault than a gift. We step outside and our eyes tear up, our noses fill with disgusting goo, and we can barely breathe.
I get it. You're using homophones.
No, I haven't suddenly found religion, nor have I, for those who don't know me, lost a religion I didn't have. No, it is my faith in myself that is in jeopardy.
Last night, Jared's dance class (the boys' tap team) put on a sort of mid-year show. They split the hour with a girls' dance class that takes place at the same time. Each class shows off the exercises they do and some of their more advanced moves and then does the dance routine they're working on. While the boys were performing, the girls (teens and pre-teens) sat in front of the seats to watch. The boys did their routine twice and each time all the girls were standing up and screaming by the end as if they were at a Beatles concert. The boys were that good and the routine was hot. In a few years, I think, if Jared keeps at it, he's going to have all the girlfriends he wants.
The World According To Jared: Romance
Jared, explaining the facts of life to his sister: Do you know what romance is?
The World According To Ezra: Who I Am
Ezra, explaining to his Nana who that guy lying on his mom's bed is: That's Roger, my favorite dad. It could be worse. I could be his least favorite dad.
No, I don't actually believe that. I don't honestly know, for certain, what President Obama's religious beliefs are. I do know that he has said he is a Christian and that he attends Christian services. If you buy me a beer and promise not to take me seriously, I'll tell you that I suspect that he says he is a Christian because he was raised in a Christian household and that he goes to services because, sadly, he wouldn't be president if he didn't. I'll also tell you that I suspect he doesn't really put much stock in Christian mythology -- or any other, for that matter; I think he's far too smart for that. But there are those who really do believe that President Obama -- Barack Hussein Obama -- is indeed a Muslim, by heritage if not by active association. They will tell you that once a Muslim, always a Muslim and that, somehow, the fact that his father was a Muslim somehow mystically controls him and forces him to be a Muslim whether he wants to or not. (Funny how dead Christian parents can't influence their kids in the same way -- I guess Islam is more powerful that Christianity. But I digress...) They will tell you that, at the very least, Obama goes out of his way not only to not offend Muslims but to support them. And this rumour is so prevalent that a recent study found that 1 in 5 Americans believe that our sitting president is a Muslim.
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