Outhouse of Uncool discussion

That's right. He's five, so it's going to be the coolest thing he's ever seen (or at least in the top twenty). I'm hoping it's heavy on the demolition, light on the derby - say 70/30.

Smash! Crash! Bang! Sounds perfect for a five year old boy, Rusty. Have fun!

Holy Schmoly! I'm freakin' jealous!

That sounds great, Rusty...earplugs!

Thanks all,

It won’t be for a couple of weeks. We’re headed back east to visit the in-laws. My wife knows I require an occasional break from her family, so the boy and I are going to sneak out to see the derby. I went to one when I was six or seven and I got a real kick out of it, so it should be fun.

And I appreciate your wise counsel RA, I will definitely take some.

I once took my almost step-son (long story...didn't marry his dad after all) to a monster truck show when he was about 7. I thought it was great! We sat so close we got pelted with dirt clods in the Rose Garden! :)

Then I took the girl to see a play of Charlotte's Web.

Heh!

Was that Happy Days?

My nephews loved the Monster Truck think when they were little. They're teenagers now so not so into it, but they loved it when they were about your almost-stepson's age.

Demolition derbies aren't uncool. Watching shit getting smashed is fun!

I took my wife and 1-year-old daughter to a roller derby Saturday night. The Blue Ridge Roller Girls of Asheville, NC, took on the Memphis Roller Derby. My wife and I love roller derby, and from the squeals of glee and the hand clapping, so does our daughter.

I need a guy cool enough to take me to Roller Derby!

You don't need a guy, cool or not, to take you to the Roller Derby. Hell, the roller derbies we go to are the new Lilith Fairs. You can practically smell the estrogen as you walk in.

We're going to another one this weekend. Wheeeee!!!

Ummm, I need a buffer. I'm not good a repelling lesbian advances. I get all flattered and embarrassed and forget to mention that I like an outie, not an innie.

Something tells me you don't mind lesbian advances.

Okay, so we went, we saw, and crazy people rammed each other. There were a lot of incidents of vehicles running up and over each other, lots of smoke, multiple car pile-ups, cars digging themselves into the mud, a small fire, tires coming off, people in the front few rows getting dirty, and almost-incapacitated vehicles spending the last of their strength to get in that last hit. Needless to say, the boy and I had a great time. Also uncool – we waited over a half hour for a five minute ride on thee ferris wheel.

Now that's what I call father-son bonding, watching cars slam into one another.

Hopefully your son will remember this moment fondly, Rusty.

I think he did have a good time, Gus. I stuffed him full of sugar, took him to watch vehicular mayhem, and let him stay up four hours past his bedtime. What kid wouldn’t love that?