Chucktshoes

This sounds really familiar, except it took my parents into the 3rd grade before they told the school to piss off and took me off Ritalin. My other big problem with medicating kids that young is you are essentially telling them; "The way you feel and act isn't normal. Take this drug and it will make you feel normal." What happens when they are a teenager and nobody feels normal? They have already been trained to take a pill, smoke something or put something up the nose to change the way they feel.

Most of the time, if I am wearing pants, I am wearing my gun. There is one exception. After I scratched one of the chairs the day we got our new dining room set, the wife decreed that there will be no wearing of guns at the dinner table. My gun usually sits on the back of the couch or on the dining room table while we are eating now.

I know a lot of folks here don't care for the obvious liberal bias of the NYT, but sometimes they actually do some good work. As someone who spent a number of years being heavily medicated with ADHD drugs this is a subject that hits very close to home for me. My parents were pressured by the schools to have me medicated because I was a "difficult" child to control. In other words, I was a 5 year old boy who wanted to be a 5 year old boy and play. There are other options besides medication, options that should be exhausted before giving a child a pill that will fundamentally alter the way his/her brain functions. The rest of the article is here: http://www.nytimes.com/2010/09/02/business/02kids.html?_r=1&hp

Damn.

That's awesome to hear man.

Blood eagle - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia Nice!

Call me when that happens, I haven't been in a good fight in a while.

Hyundai Sonata? Or Kia Sorento?

Yah, good info there. I just want to know how he learned that Anal Ease makes a crappy lubricant.

Pun, yer a *****! But I will take that raincheck. Expect me to cash it soon!

Yep. It is quite difficult to use.

Oh pun, murphy's is open I will be there drinking guiness @ soon beer:thirty. Come join me!

After my 7th 10 hour overnight shift in a row and shattering the screen on my iPhone, damn it I deserve to be ****ed up watching one of the greatest man movies of all time. Miller high life is my friend.

And I am drunk and watching Caddy Shack. That is all.

Give this man a cookie. That is a piece of the God's honest truth.

+1

Yep, this one time I accepted this job offer at Walgreens...

This is what I am watching.

Mine is bigger than yours.

+1000

I got a pm too. I have to say it was the politest msg I have ever recievd from someone explaining their trolling.

Hey David, watch your ass.

I spent the majority of my childhood in South Dakota. I hate the heat and humidity. I love our long autumns. I just wish we had an actual winter here.

The 2am server douche got me too. I agree with you in that these are personal decisions that we will all be surprised as to discover what we are capable of and what we are willing to do to survive if it comes to pass. However, even without the usual laws and the usual people enforcing them doesn't mean that for anything goes for everyone. For me there are certain lines I won't cross. I may be capable of cold blooded murder, but I am unwilling. I understand that I likely have limited survival potential because I have an internal moral code that I am compelled to live by. For me these discussions are partly about survival, and partly about figuring out where my desire to live is outweighed by what I believe is right. For me the ultimate authority is God. His will and my belief in what He has laid out as acceptable are what draw the line between what I am capable of and what I am willing to do. I am not trying to restart to religion debates, but one's faith or whatever is the final determiner of their internal moral code is relevent to this subject.