why i question the youth of today ...
So recently I had a mind blowing conversation with a kid at teen night ... this is sort of how it went ...
me: so whatcha got planned for the weekend
kid: ummm i plan to drink my face off and pass out somewhere ...
me: so the thing about that is ... hospitals SUCK, DON'T DO THAT ...
kid: hmmm true, okay .. i'll just drink enough to get laid ... which ... yea ... <>
me: ... wow ... okay .. so where do i start ... first, DON'T DO THAT ... you're 14 YEARS OLD ... second ... because i can't actually stop you ... i'll give you some advice ... use protection, otherwise explaining the ride to the clinic = super awkward ... not to mention that whole pregnancy thing ... thrid ... you get laid when you drink ... WTF!
i didn't even know what to say after ... i was actually speechless ...
seriously, what are these kids on!? i didn't start drinking until i was 17 and lets not even start on me getting laid ... (still waiting on the mail order bride ...) was i such a sheltered kid that i was oblivious to ALL of this ... i don't think so ... i was aware ... i just wasn't a binge drinking man slut (only now am i attaining this elite state). anyhow ... WTF.
but in the spirit of my questioning of youth and for your reading pleasure, i am going to include an earlier blog entry from my now dead msn space ...
meditations on punk kids and others who need a swift kick in the arse...
life often exposes many experiences that both help us grow and give us a new outlook on life. this is not really one of those experiences, actually, it's more one of the ones where you scratch your head, aaaaaand then move on...
so there i was, on my way home from the Y on monday night... when, as i go to turn into my neighborhood i see a line of construction signs and pylons blocking the road. at first i said to myself, oh man... they must be doing something pretty major to block off the entire street. but then i realized there were no other construction signs around, and the ones on the street were thrown there to stop people from getting through. it was at this point i realized some dumb punk ass kids had jacked all the construction signs from around the neighborhood and tossed them on the street. soooooooo i just drove through. BUT what the hell... who does that. i'm all for a good practical joke... but seriously... 'oooooooo we blocked of a street with pylons... man we're awesome' thats not even close to being funny. they didn't even stay around to watch... although i wish they had... maybe i could've shown them something really funny, like my front bumper =P (kidding...). but yea, really, not impressed.
and on the topic of 'today's youth' what the hell is with the 12yr old girls dressing like prostitutes (prosti-tots if you will)... honestly, if and when i have children, if they dare try and leave the house dressed like that well... lets just say... "someone's gonna get a hurt real bad" (see Russell Peter's comedy now). maybe it's just me but at 12 i hardly knew what 'tna' stood for and yes... still believed that unless explicitly stated girls should be avoided at all costs (or maybe it was just girls avoided me at all costs =P). either way, not impressed.
well, on a more whimsical note, I LOVE LAMP!
anyhoo, its gettin late... so lets review... punk as kids = "what the hell" and 12yr old prosti-tots = . and I LOVE LAMP!
andrew
me: so whatcha got planned for the weekend
kid: ummm i plan to drink my face off and pass out somewhere ...
me: so the thing about that is ... hospitals SUCK, DON'T DO THAT ...
kid: hmmm true, okay .. i'll just drink enough to get laid ... which ... yea ... <
me: ... wow ... okay .. so where do i start ... first, DON'T DO THAT ... you're 14 YEARS OLD ... second ... because i can't actually stop you ... i'll give you some advice ... use protection, otherwise explaining the ride to the clinic = super awkward ... not to mention that whole pregnancy thing ... thrid ... you get laid when you drink ... WTF!
i didn't even know what to say after ... i was actually speechless ...
seriously, what are these kids on!? i didn't start drinking until i was 17 and lets not even start on me getting laid ... (still waiting on the mail order bride ...) was i such a sheltered kid that i was oblivious to ALL of this ... i don't think so ... i was aware ... i just wasn't a binge drinking man slut (only now am i attaining this elite state). anyhow ... WTF.
but in the spirit of my questioning of youth and for your reading pleasure, i am going to include an earlier blog entry from my now dead msn space ...
meditations on punk kids and others who need a swift kick in the arse...
life often exposes many experiences that both help us grow and give us a new outlook on life. this is not really one of those experiences, actually, it's more one of the ones where you scratch your head, aaaaaand then move on...
so there i was, on my way home from the Y on monday night... when, as i go to turn into my neighborhood i see a line of construction signs and pylons blocking the road. at first i said to myself, oh man... they must be doing something pretty major to block off the entire street. but then i realized there were no other construction signs around, and the ones on the street were thrown there to stop people from getting through. it was at this point i realized some dumb punk ass kids had jacked all the construction signs from around the neighborhood and tossed them on the street. soooooooo i just drove through. BUT what the hell... who does that. i'm all for a good practical joke... but seriously... 'oooooooo we blocked of a street with pylons... man we're awesome' thats not even close to being funny. they didn't even stay around to watch... although i wish they had... maybe i could've shown them something really funny, like my front bumper =P (kidding...). but yea, really, not impressed.
and on the topic of 'today's youth' what the hell is with the 12yr old girls dressing like prostitutes (prosti-tots if you will)... honestly, if and when i have children, if they dare try and leave the house dressed like that well... lets just say... "someone's gonna get a hurt real bad" (see Russell Peter's comedy now). maybe it's just me but at 12 i hardly knew what 'tna' stood for and yes... still believed that unless explicitly stated girls should be avoided at all costs (or maybe it was just girls avoided me at all costs =P). either way, not impressed.
well, on a more whimsical note, I LOVE LAMP!
anyhoo, its gettin late... so lets review... punk as kids = "what the hell" and 12yr old prosti-tots = . and I LOVE LAMP!
andrew
