July 06, 2009

Big wheel vs Hand me down red tricycle

A SIDE-BY-SIDE COMPARISON OF JOHNNIE WILSON'S BRAND-NEW BIG WHEEL AND MY HAND-ME-DOWN RED TRICYCLE. 

BY MARK WILCOXSON FROM MCSWEENEY'S

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Curb Appeal

Johnnie Wilson's brand-new Big Wheel, with its 30-degree raked front end, low-slung backbone, molded-plastic seat with low-rise back support and wide rear wheels, challenges the observer: "Do you own me or do I own you?"

My hand-me-down red tricycle, with its white spoke wheels, traditional upright steering, arched backbone, and stamped-steel seat mounted high on the frame, at best lacks imagination and at worst violates the design dictum "Form follows function."

Clearly, given the free-flowing form of Johnnie Wilson's brand-new Big Wheel, its designer was in possession of a French curve, which would have been a nice 90-cent complement to the 45/90-degree triangle and wooden yardstick the designer of my hand-me-down red tricycle must have used.


Ergonomics

Johnnie Wilson's brand-new Big Wheel, with its chopper-style front end, offset handlebars, and low-rider seat, makes for a recliner-style look that says "cool" but also allows for power-pedaling through the full natural range of leg extension at the knee.

The position of the stamped-steel seat high on the backbone of my hand-me-down red tricycle forces the knee to remain positioned at 90 (+/– 5) degrees. This requires the largest bone in the body, the femur, and the largest muscle in the body, the gluteus maximus—or at least it's the largest muscle on Martha Bodner across the street—to overcome the mechanical disadvantage of the leg's piano-hammer configuration.

My hand-me-down red tricycle conveniently places the handlebars directly over the pedals. This allows for repeated knee-banging on the bottom of the handlebars or an awkward 45-degree outward slant of the shinbones while the knees remain at 90 (+/– 5) degrees. This Sophie's Choice of toddler transportation puts my hand-me-down red tricycle on the American Pediatric Surgeons Society's list of toys to avoid, just ahead of the backyard trampoline and lawn darts.


Performance

Johnnie Wilson's brand-new Big Wheel pulls away from the start effortlessly. The well-thought-out design melds form and function, and its low center of gravity allows for high-speed travel, sharp turns, and the ever-impressive doughnut slide. Ever impressive to Martha Bodner across the street, anyway. The tramp.

Breaking inertia on my hand-me-down red tricycle requires—unless you're positioned at the top of old man Byar's driveway—throwing your upper torso violently over the handlebars. If you are at the top of old man Byar's driveway, the requisite rolled-up newspaper to the back of the head, accompanied by a shrill "Get offa my driveway, kid," works just as well.

The high seat position mentioned earlier gives the rider of my hand-me-down red tricycle approximately the same center of gravity as an 8-foot two-by-four affixed vertically to the top of a roller skate. This makes turning in any area smaller than a baseball diamond impossible without tipping over.


Durability

Johnnie Wilson's brand-new Big Wheel quickly developed a flat spot on the front wheel from continuous doughnut slides. This flat spot produces a "bump" effect at each rotation of the wheel and seriously hinders the performance of Johnnie Wilson's brand-new Big Wheel. The bumping effect allows Johnnie Wilson to play the clown in Martha Bodner's circus, however, so Johnnie Wilson's brand-new Big Wheel is durable in the sense that it can be used in many ways to impress low-functioning women.

My hand-me-down red tricycle is durable in the same sense that a limestone obelisk in the local cemetery is durable.

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LOVE THIS!

July 01, 2009

My sucky years is coming to a close

This hellish year is almost done for me. That being the year that started when my husband dropped his load of poo on me and moved out 10 days later. This year has sucked, it's been horrible and difficult. It's been enlightening, freeing and wonderful. I've had more problems than every other year of my life put together. I lost my best friend and lover, had to start not only sleeping alone but actually being alone in my home for the first time ever, I had to let my children leave me for days on end, I had to deal with being compared to someone I really don't think much of. I've had to give up on getting an apology. I have learned to appreciate pizza and a dvd with my kids and slumber party in my bed with them. I've had to forgive when I don't want to.  My dishwasher was broken for six months and I had to do my dishes by hand when it was the last thing I had time or energy to do. I  had to start working full time, I had to send my children to safekey or day care or beg friends to watch them. I've learned to put first things first. I've had friends fix my car, trim my trees, fix my sprinklers, hang and take down my  Christmas lights. I spent a week under a six foot shrub trying to get out 10 years of dead leaves to clear out the drip line (I was determined on this one), I dug up the rest of my drip line, I painted the inside of most of my house, I made three quilts and a variety of table runners so I wouldn't go nutty. I slept 18 hours a day for a while and now I'm sleeping five. I decided it was ok to take care of me and my kids before other people for a while now and gave up being guilty about that. I declared bankrupcy on debts I didn't even know I had, I had to explain to old friends why there were only 3 of us in the Christmas card. I started writing in my journal. I've had my parents here more than ever and have loved it and they have fixed every item in my home for me. I started being self conscious about doing things without a husband when it never bothered me before when he was wasn't there. I listened to my kids cry and had no answers for them. I cried every day, then 5 times a week and now it's only about once a week. I went back to college after 18 years, I had my 18th wedding anniversary alone while my husband spent it with someone else. I've microwaved more meals than I'd like to admit while learning how to make homemade bread, from wheat that is! I've learned to hate lawyers and everything associated with the law when I used to defend them. I took wonderful, cheap vacations with my kids. I dealt with problems that would have knocked me to my knees a couple years ago. I did Christmas Eve by myself and put all the presents out alone including setting up a video machine (ARGH!) and had the best Christmas of my life with my kids. I quit censuring myself on religious topics and openly prayed with my children, I looked forward to church but then finally understood how people go inactive when they have a hard time instead of embracing the church. I learned to appreciate my dog and the fact there is someone there for me when I come home even if my kids are elsewhere. I went four days with no power in my bathrooms because I couldn't figure out what to do. I made new friends with people who stepped up and were there for me, I cried that some friends and family didn't. I bounced checks for the first time in 25 years. I went to an awesome family reunion and traveled with my folks. I worried that my parents are still worrying about their 40 something daughter. I hid the truth from my children and defended people I didn't want to defend to make my kids' lives easier. I dropped my children off places I didn't want to leave them. I got presents every day for a month at Christmas time from people who love me. I looked through tons of family albums and read old letters and cried some more. I lost 15 lbs and gained most of it back. I started seeing a counselor and look forward to that appointment every month as much as any. I got home teachers who love my children as much as my family does and who have stepped in countless times when we needed someone. I got a visting teacher who visits me and checks on me at least once a week and who really loves me. I cancelled most of my cable and quit doing things that cost money. I tried to count my blessings when all I wanted to do was curse. I had my second grade students ask me why I was divorced and then listen to them speculate on what had happened and even hit the nail on the head. I got sick more times than I have in the last ten years. I got more flowers from friends than I have in my entire life combined. I have had more friends tell me the same thing happened to them and I never knew it, and I've had COUNTLESS friends file for divorce this year also. Every part of my car has broken down and I have determined it hates me. My car was broken in to and I had an attempted break in at my home where I saw the intruder face to face and had to deal with the helicopters, police and police dogs. I slept away from my home because I was afraid to be home but I came right back the next day so my children wouldn't be scared. I went to the temple more than I ever have in spite of being busier than I ever have. I made elaborate Halloween costumes for the kids and I and we had the best Halloween ever according to Jackson. I got rid of stuff that just made me cry or hurt. I quit volunteering because I have no time and I feel horrible for it. I felt so sad I vomited. I put the Christmas tree up 3 weeks earlier than I ever have and left it up longer. I became the coupon queen and became even cheaper than I ever was, I ventured into Savers and Salvation Army instead of staying just at my favorite Goodwill. I got my food storage going really well and reorganized a bunch of stuff in my house. I had even crazier dreams than I have had for my entire life and I have had fun interpreting them and seeing how right on these interpretations were for me. I got love notes from students and have kindergartners who still hug me every time they see me. I did a 5k and started taking spin classes which have now gone away since I have no time with working full time and being a full time student. I have become proud to be a student again at 43. I think I have made the right decision to be a teacher and I feel I'm pretty good at it. I have worked on a divorce that has taken a year now and which will hopefully be done in the next two weeks.

 I can't wait to add that one to my list.

June 21, 2009

 Park

Raingutter Regatta

Jackson took second place overall in the Raingutter Regatta at Cub Scouts last week. He beat all the Wolves and all the Bears and lost to only one boy!Brother Lowell Berry, our home teacher, helped him build this winner! Thanks!

Regatta layout jpeg

June 07, 2009

Work Style - Personality Profile

I have had to take a few different personality tests in a couple of my classes. Here is the result to one I just took for an online collaborative work assignment. I think it's pretty right-on.

The Communication Style Indicator assesses communication styles based on 16 different temperament types. Each temperament type describes four aspects of a person's temperament and indicates his or her tendencies in communicating with others.

In general, people are
1. introverted (I) or extroverted (E)
2. intuitive (N) or sensing (S)
3. feeling (F) or thinking (T)
4. perceiving (P) or judging (J)


You may find that a person is introverted in certain situations and extroverted in others, or that a person makes decisions based on "feeling" in some cases and based on "thinking" in others. The Communication Style Indicator is meant to assess which aspects of a person's temperament are displayed most often and most strongly. None of the temperament types is preferable over another, and all represent possible strengths and possible weaknesses.

Based on your responses, your temperament type is

extroverted (E), sensing (S), feeling (F), and perceiving (P).

ESFP

The four SPs (ESFP, ESTP, ISFP, and ISTP) have a lot in common. The SPs, or sensing perceivers, are described as being able to see the needs of the moment; acting with effortless economy; adaptable; artistic; athletic; aware of reality and never fighting it; easygoing; enjoying life; gifted with machines and tools; having no use for theories; knowing what's going on around them; on the lookout for workable compromises; open-minded; persuasive; sensitive to color, line, and texture; storing up useful facts; tolerant; unprejudiced; and wanting first-hand experiences.


ESFPs are practical and action-oriented, with a great deal of common sense. They are cooperative, enthusiastic, positive, friendly, and helpful. They try to live life to the fullest and are almost always well liked. ESFPs are good negotiators, because they are good at convincing people to come around to their way of thinking. They are very tolerant of other people's differences and have good memories for facts. ESFPs love spontaneity and strive to make others feel good.

ESFPs have to be careful to balance their social activities and work activities. They enjoy life so much that sometimes they neglect its more tedious aspects. ESFPs should try to organize themselves better and try to stay focused on the tasks they have to complete. They need to try to base decisions more on facts than feelings. In general, ESFPs would be well served to try to stay objective and think things through to the end before acting.

June 05, 2009

How to Talk to Your Kids About Almost Anything - I AM CRYING THIS IS SOOOO FUNNY!

How to Talk to Your Kids About Almost Anything.

BY WENDY MOLYNEUX

FROM MY FAVORITE SITE: http://www.mcsweeneys.net/2005/3/14molyneux.html

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Raising kids today is more challenging than ever, but communication is key. Some subjects might make you uncomfortable, but addressing them honestly now will really help you out down the road. These sample dialogues are a road map to addressing life's thornier issues.


The Facts of Life

CHILD: Where do babies come from?

MOM: What babies? I don't see any babies around here, do you?

CHILD: I mean, when people have babies, where do they come from?

MOM: Space.

CHILD: Does that mean I'm from space?

MOM: Yes. You're from Mars.

CHILD: (Crying.) I'm a Martian?

MOM: Yes, and if you don't make your bed every day, Mommy and Daddy will send you back to Mars to live with your real parents.

CHILD: You're not my real mom?

MOM: No. You're a Martian princess that was sent to live with an Earth family for your own protection. Your real mom is 16 feet tall and shoots lasers out of her eyes when she gets mad. Think about that next time I send you to your room. At least I didn't burn all your toys with my laser-eyes.


Drugs

CHILD: What are drugs, and should I do them?

MOM: Do you have any?

CHILD: No.

MOM: Then let Mommy watch CSI Miami.

CHILD: At school they said we should just say no.

MOM: Um, do I interrupt you when you're watching Sesame Street?

CHILD: I'm 14. I don't watch that anymore.

MOM: Wait, which kid are you?

CHILD: Tammy.

MOM: Tammy what?

CHILD: Tammy Molyneux.

MOM: Freaky. We have the same last name.

CHILD: You're my mom.

MOM: (Sigh.) I thought you were from Mars.

CHILD: I stopped believing that a long time ago.

MOM: Well, you're going to get a big !$*?? surprise on your 16th birthday when your real mom lands in a spaceship in our backyard and snatches you out of the house with her spiny tentacles.

CHILD: I am not from Mars.

MOM: Prove it.


War

CHILD: Is it always wrong to go to war?

MOM: Excuse me, but what does the cardboard sign hanging around my neck say?

CHILD: It says, "Don't talk to Mom. She has a hangover."

MOM: OK then.

CHILD: You spelled "hangover" wrong.

MOM: You got the gist. Lot of good those spelling skills are going to do you where you're going. They don't even have colleges there. And they don't speak English.

CHILD: Where am I going?

MOM: Do I have to say it?

CHILD: I wish I was never born.

MOM: You weren't. You hatched from a big green egg.


Religion

CHILD: Is there a God?

MOM: I think your people worship a glowing orb or something.

CHILD: What do you mean, my people?

MOM: Martians.

CHILD: OK, that's enough. I never believed that crap and I'm never going to.

MOM: Hey, OK, don't get mad.

CHILD: I am mad. I am not a Martian! I am a human! I hate you! Oh my God! What the !$#? was that? Lasers just came out of my eyes.

MOM: I told you so.

CHILD: Shit.

MOM: And when your dad gets home you can tell him who burned his at-home karaoke machine with her laser-eyes.

CHILD: Holy crap.

MOM: Now can you move from in front of the TV, your royal highness? According to Jim is on.

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I cannot tell you how bad I needed to laugh till I cried. This was AWESOME!

June 03, 2009

Wax Museum

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Lauren's grade had a "Wax Museum" day where the fourth graders had done a report on a famous person, made a folder project and then all dressed up like the person and did a wax museum. It was totally cool to see everyone and they were perfectly still just like a wax museum! Lauren did her report on Michelle Wie, a famous teenage golfer (she wanted to bring her golf clubs) and she was too cute!

They all got to go down to The Venetian the following week and tour their Wax Museum as a field trip. Pretty cool project I think!

Mother's Day

Breakfast in bed from my girl! She made me eggs and pancakes. Her first time, totally a surprise!

Gotta love my sleep face!

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May 26, 2009

My little sister just sent her firstborn on a mission today! Good luck and Do your Best Jon!

Jon and michelle

May 10, 2009

Happy Mother's Day

The cute curly headed blond who loves her mom's smile is my niece Sara!