It’s a bit of a travel day for me again—I’m in St Cloud, sitting in a coffee shop for a little while, before heading off to the SCSU campus for…ALARIC’S GRADUATION! My oldest son is graduating with a double major in Economics and Political Science today. One less set of tuition payments to make, at last.
OK, it’s also good that he’s going to be a free and independent adult, and isn’t going to need me for anything anymore.
Not need you for anything anymore?!?
Oh… That’s rich. Dad’s have a wisdom that sons always need no matter how much they learn.
Anyway, congratulations to Alaric. Go forth and prosper, young man.
That’s funny, PZ. Hearty congratulations to Alaric, in any case.
Good for him. Although those sound like the majors of choice for a swarmy Republican. Hope he’s representin’.
Not need you for anything anymore… what DO they put in the coffee in St. Cloud?
PZ, I’m gonna have to disabuse you on this, “…and isn’t going to need me for anything anymore”.
You’ll be helping out financially, providing free storage, etc, for at least another twenty years. Or is this generation not like generation X?
Yeah? What about when he has to move back into the basement?
Double Major! I’m jealous. My parents made me graduating ‘on time’ and ‘beating my cousins’ conditions for them helping financially at all. Because of the shitty scheduling and insane general education requirements (more credit hours than any other university in the state at that time) at the small, cheap university I attended I ended up graduating with one major and without a minor because finishing my minor would have taken another 9 credit hour semester. (General education courses, plus major course, plus minor course came to 135 credit hours, I graduated with 126.)
I am well aware that some kids end up moving into Mom & Dad’s basement after college graduation, but I took a solemn vow never to do that. I’ve kept that vow, too! (Anyway, how could I move into a basement that is crammed with all of my grammar school, high school, and college stuff?)
he’s going to be a free and independent adult, and isn’t going to need me for anything anymore.
Aha ha ha, you funny. ;)
Michele Bachmann had a few interesting observations about Global Warming in a debate last year:
Yesterday in the Minnesota House, Bachmann’s pal Rep. Mark Olson weighed in with biblical insights on global warming:
Congratulations to you both!
Econ and PoliSci? How’s he going to earn a living? If I were you, I’d keep his bedroom ready.
Wonderful! Congratulations Dad, one down and two to go!
And Alaric, congratulations for learning how the world wags and what wags it. Now get out there and change it, already!
Truly with those majors he is well qualified to ask “Would you like fries with that?”
Dem’ just jokes …
Not need you? As long as you have a washing machine and he’s single, he’ll need you.
Congrats, Alaric!
Ha, I wish it was that simple in today’s job market. When I finished my Master’s of Library Science degree the same week that most cities in my home state voted no on renewing their library millages, I tried to do the flipping burgers thing, only to be told by multiple managers that I would just leave when a job in my field came up and it wasn’t worth the time/money to train me so I couldn’t have the job.
A minister, priest, and rabbi were discussing when life begins.
The priest insisted “life begins at the moment of conception”.
The minister said “I must respectully disagree, life begins at the moment of birth.”
“You’re both wrong,” said the rabbi. “Life begins when the last one graduates.”
Congratulations, Alaric! Now go out there and conquer Rome! Seriously, get your horde together.
Oh, and PZ, “OK, it’s also good that he’s going to be a free and independent adult, and isn’t going to need me for anything anymore.” BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! I’ll give you my parents’ number so they can laugh at you, too. Job market suuuuuuuucks.
Congrats to Alaric on graduating
PZ, you are mentioned again today in a Dawkins article:
How dare you call me a fundamentalist
The right to criticise ‘faith-heads’
[…]
You can’t criticise religion without detailed study of learned books on theology.
If, as one self-consciously intellectual critic wished, I had expounded the epistemological differences between Aquinas and Duns Scotus, Eriugena on subjectivity, Rahner on grace or Moltmann on hope (as he vainly hoped I would), my book would have been more than a surprise bestseller, it would have been a miracle. I would happily have forgone bestsellerdom had there been the slightest hope of Duns Scotus illuminating my central question: does God exist? But I need engage only those few theologians who at least acknowledge the question, rather than blithely assuming God as a premise. For the rest, I cannot better the “Courtier’s Reply” on P. Z. Myers’s splendid Pharyngula website, where he takes me to task for outing the Emperor’s nudity while ignoring learned tomes on ruffled pantaloons and silken underwear. Most Christians happily disavow Baal and the Flying Spaghetti Monster without reference to monographs of Baalian exegesis or Pastafarian theology.
[…]
http://www.timesonline.co.uk/tol/comment/columnists/guest_contributors/article1779771.ece
‘Grats to Alaric and parents all!
And flipping burgers is likely better than thawing frozen turkeys on the evening shift, which is what I did with a squeaky clen new chemistry BS. I wish I’d taken a smidgen of economics in there now.
he’s going to be a free and independent adult, and isn’t going to need me for anything anymore.
What? He doesn’t need to borrow the car anymore?
Woo hoo!!
I vaguely remember this old Woody Allen thing when he was young and still doing stand-up comedy.
The whole buildup to the joke was he was just a kid and he just got kidnapped.
My parents immediately sprung into action, and rented out my room….
Or words to that effect.
“Life begins when the kids leave home and the dog dies.”
(Or cats in my parents’ case)
Congratulations, Alaric! You know, after all your hard work, you deserve a present. Like a trip to the Galapagos. ;-)
I want everyone in the world to come here!
Congratulations to you and your son. That is quite the milestone.
I didn’t have kids, but my favorite/first goddaughter graduated from K-State in December and I cried all the way through it. She got a degree in hotel/restaurant management, but she’s going to stick around in Manhattan until the end of the summer just go gather her wits and figure out what to do and where to go (and she has a reasonably good job there).
Actually, what happens now is you get a brief period of rest before the grandchildren start popping out and you’re back on babysitting duty again.