Friday, October 29, 2010

what's a guy to do?

So I grew up with three sister. I mention this only to reference the fact, that I have a certain insight into the feminine mind. Or as much as any man will ever have anyway. I understand to a  point, the way nature designed them (by necessity) to work. I'm still at a loss though when it comes to my daughter. She turned 15 last week.
And she is the other great love of my life, second only to my wife. My job as her father is to protect and provide for her, to see she's happy. To make sure that life as she knows it  is full of the promise that she can do anything she wants. No limitations. I like to think I've done a good job. But when it comes to boys, I'm just not ready.
She has her first boyfriend, a fact that I was blissfully unaware of for a week until I found her sobbing on the couch. Now my best advice is to remember boys lie, constantly. I told her that boys are gonna lie, and say things that will hurt your feelings. And worst of all they won't know why they do it. Yet the same boys making life miserable now, will be the same boys you won't be able to live without in high school. people change. And some people are mean. Can't do anything about that. Just try to understand. Yeah junior high sucks, Next year high school will give you fits as well. And then... well, then you make things happen your self.
Then she asked if I would be mad, if I had to come in to talk to the principal about her kicking this kids ass.
I was never so proud in my life.

Wednesday, October 27, 2010

The greatest story never told

I was talking to someone the other day, and they felt the need to tell me all about how Jesus helped them. They had  f#$%^& their life up and didn't know how to fix it, and wanted to know if I knew Jesus.
 Now I'm the son of church pastors, so I'm more than a little familiar with what I call "Religiosity". And the question I asked was, why do people always wait till they have F#$%^& life up so bad? on their own, might I remind you. You never hear about some guy who had a great day, won the lottery, had a threesome with twins, and decided man I got to change what I'm doing. No, they wait until it's all messed up and decide, I can't do this. Jesus save me. Instead of taking the reins on the life that they messed up and fixing things for themselves. Why the need to look to an outside source, for what is obviously an internal struggle? Now I don't want anyone to get the idea that I'm down on religion, because the people who really believe and live by it...well they amaze me. The problem is out of the thousands of them I've known, only a handful of them REALLY believed. As a matter of fact, I've seen more faithfulness and loyalty from my dogs than I have from some of them. They show up to church on Sunday, in their finest suit. With their family in tow. Make a display of their devotion, then go home and drink themselves stupid, and beat their wife and kids. All the while thinking "I'm all right." Yet I'm the crazy one cause I say jesus was an alien.