Chinese Buffet

Before I moved to the United States, I lived in Belgium. Buffet's aren't really a big part of the culture over there. The restaurants were mostly very European. You order, wait a few million hours, then get your food that tastes like heaven. Worth the wait. I don't think I knew what a buffet was back then. Anyway. We moved to the US and there was this Chinese buffet very close to where we lived. So natuarlly, it was one of the first restuarants we decided to hit.

It was...I can't explain it. I walked and just stood next to an awesome statue of Bhudda and enjoyed the view. There was food just sitting there. All we had to do was grab a table, claim it as ours, and just eat. What the freeeeeeaaaaaakkk. So simple. So simply genius. All you can eat!! Just eat. I couldn't get the concept through my head. It was too amazing for me to grasp. I ate so much I died. Then I had so much desert I died. There was everything.

After that day, we went so much more. Even my very experienced parents were in love with it. I created a routine for myself, knowing exactly what I would get and what my second plate would consist of and what desert would be. There must have been some type of tactical thing to being able to get the most out of this buffet cause I would become full way too quickly.

Anyway, be grateful for buffets. I know I am. Whenever I read the word buffet anywhere, my heart rate speeds up and my memories take me back to that amazing experience at the Chinese buffet.

Sleep

I'm gonna blog about sleep. Sleeping...it's very hard to explain. But it's the closest we humans can get to heaven before we die. If you don't believe in heaven I'm sorry but I needed a comparison. So ya...its freaking amazing. Especially when you get up and you have a few minutes...OH GOSH. Or when you wake up at like 7 and it's a Saturday. You just turn over slowly and slide under the covers. Freaking amazing. Then you wake up at 8 and repeat. And just do it until however long you want.

I'm sitting on my bed at the moment, and it is very comfortable. I'm fantasizing about sleeping. I do a lot. Because sleeping is amazing. The only bad part is getting up for school. Gosh. That so BAAAAAAAAAAD. You get out and a wind of freezing air just destroys you. But you always say it was worth it. It was awesome. Everyone looks forward to sleeping. It's a gift given to mankind and we should be grateful for it.

Though I should use this gift more often, I still understand its beauty. You rest and you enjoy doing it. You get in and go "AAAAHHHH". Ya...good stuff.

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Grandpa SWAG

My Grandfather, meaning my dad's dad, is freaking amazing. Obviously, he has most of the characteristics of the classic grandfather. He can be very grumpy, he is extremely wise, and he comments a lot and talks a quit a bit. But everybody wants to be around him. All of his kids, all of my cousins. Everybody.

Thats because he's an absolute boss. First of all, he has SWAG. Actually, it's more like class. Class is the better word. He's always fresh. Suits, cologne, cash money. He could be a real player. Second, he could write a book about his life and it would become a bestseller. His stories have the potential to make ME cry. How an uneducated boy with no high school degree and no father went on to make bank. Third, he gives awesome advice. Mostly that you have to work hard. Yeah yeah we've all heard it But he says it soooo much. "You need to be a hard worker and you need to learn". He constantly tells us that whatever you do, whether you're a doctor or a taxi driver, do it well.

He has a Godfatherish figure. Seriously. I remember how he would call up his kids (my dad, aunt, and uncles) to talk to them, and then how he would send them out to get us, the kids of the kids, to bring us into his room so he could motivate the s*** out of us and tell us how hard work is the key to success and how lucky we are and grateful we should be to have what we have and be surrounded by such great people.

Anyway, I wanna be like that in 60 years. An absolute boss with class, cash money, and so much wiseness that people would die if they had a fraction of it.

Freakin Turkey

Well...this Thanksgiving was ok. Not the best, but it wasn't bad. My family and I spent it with a family friend of ours in Kentucky. They have a boy that's also a senior in high school and a girl thats a year older than my brother. We hadn't seen them in four years so we were pretty excited. So as we came downstairs to eat the turkey and all the other yummy things, we were thinking much less about giving thanks and much more about quickly finishing and going back up to video games (but I do give thanks, I'm a good kid).

The observations I made were very simple. Everybody was happy. My parents were constantly laughing and the mood was freaking awesome. The greatest observation of all though, was the turkey. The freaking turkey. Such beautiful pieces of turkey. I put a bunch on my plate, it felt like slow motion. Unfortunately, it looked better than it tasted. It was dry. I don't do dry.
It was like this picture. How freaking dry does that look!!!??? Very dry.

Anyway, I'm a man so I ate it all and enjoyed it. The sweet potatoes were also very good. Thought I'd throw that out there.

So as I already mentioned, everybody was happy. But I didn't feel that Thanksgiving mood feeling thingy. You know what I mean. All of us ate really fast and just went upstairs to finish up our video game session just so we could start a new one. But I do think the parents felt it. They stayed down and talked as they ate. They laughed loudly and took their time...took too long actually, but still. They then just went into the living room, sat down, and chatted away. As I was gaming, I was really trying to get into the Thanksgiving mood. No joke. I was thinking about all the previous Thanksgivings and how great they were, but I kept getting sucked into the game so I just gave up.

I feel pretty guilty to be honest. The video game sessions also got kind of heated, some arguments here and there. Maybe one or two punches thrown. So instead of giving thanks...I verbally abused somebody and destroyed them in a game. The worst part of it was that I felt pretty good about it and am now just feeling horrible as I'm writing this blog. But at the end of the day, at like, 2 A.M. when I just got into bed...I'm pretty sure I said "Thank you God" or something of the sort.

I'm not on Facebook...

Bauerlein’s argument is pretty straightforward. We’re getting dumb. We waste too much time. We don’t know anything about the world we live in. That’s basically it. The same thing our parents tell some of us. I’ll probably do a Facebook break soon. What Bauerlein is specifically saying is that we do not care about knowing anything about the world we live in, we spend way too much time staring at screens than we do opening books, and the cause of this dumb generation is because of the way we were brought up.

Bauerlein is constantly arguing the fact that this new generation doesn’t want to know anything about the world. That they (we) are localized and want it to stay that way. One thing he says that I could only agree with is that “The insulated mindset of individuals who know precious little history and civics and never read a book or visit a museum is fast becoming a common, shame-free condition”(16). I couldn’t agree more with this. Not only is it shame-free, but it’s almost something we take pride in. I constantly hear people mockingly say “Gosh I haven’t like, read a book since sixth grade”, and right away people nod or laugh or get so excited they blurt out “OMG ME TOO”. 

This type of behavior may be the cause of our upbringing. Bauerlein states in chapter three, “While father fights the traffic, mother must prepare dinner, and so she sets their two-year-old on the living room carpet and starts a Sesame Street video that the child soaks up agreeably for 30 minutes” (75). This constant surrounding of technology is what has led to this dumb generation. We know what we want in terms of technology at a very young age. “Kids usually know exactly what they want and where they want to go, and they get there with a few mouse clicks or channel changes” (77). As I read that passage, I realized I was that kid. I would turn on the computer and put in a disc and start playing and “educational” game. Or I would come home from school and the TV would suck me in. Though this may not be true, what Bauerlein is saying makes sense and the facts he provides support his argument very strongly. We were born into technology and it is part of our culture.

            Though I may find myself agreeing and having an “OMG” moment at many of the things Bauerlein says, I disagree with some as well. When describing the relationship between this generation and the world he states, “It isn’t enough to say that these young people are uninterested in world realities. They are actively cut off from them” (13). Though it is very true that many of us are not interested in the world, it is not cut off from us. In fact, we have all the resources we need to educate ourselves about the world we live in and learn as much as we want. All we have to do is type a few words, click here and there, and boom…we got it. So I think Bauerlein got a little too excited there.

            He also argues something that had me thinking “WTF”. He states, “…Young Americans have more money to make use of it all. Not many 20-year-olds in 1965 had a credit cared, but according to Nellie Mae, by 2002 83 percent of college students carried at least one…” (31). Seriously Mark? Times change. This is the same in Europe and Asia. I’ve been there. I’ve seen it. I can judge. Kids have more money Economies have gotten much bigger world wide and the world has changed. Besides, I doubt if a 20 year old had money in 1965 he or she would go buy a book on Aristotle’s Rhetoric. Though that does sound awesome. Rhetoric is freaking awesome.  Anyway, Mark needs to get it together. His logic was a bit flawed there.

            Overall, Bauerlein was quit effective. I found myself agreeing with many of things he stated and there’s no doubt that this new generation is less interested in reading books and our heart rate increases when we’re about to go on facebook. He provided statistics to back up his claims and he used personal examples such as the Jay Leno interview. His argument and the way he wrote the book makes me want to prove him wrong. Because I know he’s right. It makes me want to go read a book and not touch my phone or facebook while doing homework (I literally just received a text :D). 

Are children getting dumber?

They aren't all part of the "Dumbest Generation"...but they're still dumb. So this works.

Why the Pumpkin?

Why is the Pumpkin so popular during Halloween? Why is it the symbol for Halloween?

A few hundred years ago, the turnip was the symbol for Halloween. People used that for their decorations or any other thing associated wtih Halloween. During the Irish potato famine, a few thousand people migrated to America. Once they arrived, they found that pumpkins were more available than turnips. So instead of using turnips for Halloween they now started to use pumpkins.

Now pumpkins are the ultimate symbol for halloween, especially in America. People buy them or grow them themselves and carve faces into them or any other thing they find entertaining. Carving pumpkins (which is also a tradition brought to America by the Irish) is so popular that there are pumpkin carving kits. HAHA. Thats pretty cool.