Sunday, June 21, 2009


This blog is to my dad to wish him a Happy Father's Day.  For you who don't know him but might read this, here are a few little snippets into the sillier side of my dad...  It seems I may have gotten some of my writing quirks from him... 

This is an email I received from him on a normal, average day that needed a laugh:

New Bike Speed Record Set By Really Old Dad

In a recent event, a Garland, Tx resident set a blister pace on his
Madone 5.9 bike yesterday. In a 30-mile sprint the aged one, Joe
Falkner, set a new land speed record for a man on a bike. "This
surely is a feat that dwarfs my seven Tour De France wins", said Lance
Armstrong upon hearing of the achievement. "I only hope", Armstrong
continued, "that when I am his age, I am half that good."

In fact, Mr. Falkner's speed was so great that the air friction on the
air ripped open his small storage pouch that fits under his saddle
seat. Unfortunately, the open pouch allowed for Mr. Falkner's cell
phone to become dislodged and fall to the ground, smashing to tiny,
tiny bits, Mr. Falkner reports.

For those wishing to congratulate Mr. Falkner on his remarkable
achievement, he, for the time being, can be reached only on his
office phone.

Here's another couple of funny writing tidbits that he wrote when we (me and my 2 siblings) we young; the age where Cheerio's are a necessity to life:

Ode to Cheerio's

How 'bout them
Just lying in the bowl,
Soaking up the white milk
In their round holes

Little white eyes
not even blinking
Makes a body wonder
what could they be thinking

Little crunchy critters
Each and every one,
Scoop 'em up in your spoon,
Chomp'em have some fun.

Ode to Snifflin' Kids

How 'bout them
snifflin' kids
Goopy nose and all
Wiping on the backs of hands
Wiping on the walls

They're dripping in their rooms;
Sniffing all the time
Little brats are sneezing now
Blowing out their minds.

The little twerps are sickly
We got to catch it in the nip
Got to
wipe 'em down with kleenex
before they kiss you on the lips

Oh parenthood.  (I have no idea do I!!) 

Now I can't possibly go into all the reasons why I think my dad is the greatest on a blog because "all my readers" would trail off somewhere on page 22.  

But I will say that I am so thankful to have my dad as my dad.  He is pretty much the easiest person in world to admire.  

He loves our family; always takes the brunt of life for us.  He is a hard worker, very smart, very athletic, very funny, and very kind to everyone.  He has been an encourager to me all my life.

Thanks, Dad, for being so great!  Jerry and I both love you and we also have a little Father's Day "prize" for when we see you next :)


Anonymous said...

Lowie, you DEFINITELY got your creative writing quirkiness from Dad! And, you got his love for working out and all things fitness and health (i.e., yucky green stuff "just Barley) He is a great father!

Lainey-Paney said...

Awwwww. You know I heart Joe Falkner.
And the snifflin' kids poem---so wonderful!
I wouldn't have TRULY been able to appreciate it until I had Gage.
Now, I'm there.
I get it.
Love it.