Last week in this column we tackled the use of "blogs" by "Generation Y," or "Generation Z" or "Generation Shrek" or whatever Generation it is that our kids belong to. I mentioned that they could use these blogs to get even with us for inflicting them with childhood torments like crunchy peanut butter, skim milk, and whole wheat bread.
I also pointed out that my son is apparently a leader in this movement with his blog, tenderly titled "My Dad Is A Dork" (believe me, it could have been a whole lot worse).
Well, I got a little feedback on that column:
Dear Mr. Funny Guy,
Why, I ought to rip your arm off and beat you with the bloody stump.
Then I ought to use it to illustrate the true meaning of the word, "dork." According to wordorigins.org, popular etymology would have it that this American slang term comes from a word meaning a whale's penis. That is half right...
You no good commie.
Your Friend,
Leslie Merriam-Webster
Thanks for the information, Mr. Merriam-Webster. But if it's all the same to you, I'd just as soon not know the other half of that definition.
Anyway, every kid who ever lived understands the modern meaning of the word "dork," and we dads are proud to live up to the title. In fact, we actually belong to a secret society dedicated to the perpetual misery of our offspring.
Yes kids, when you were born, we all signed a contract, and agreed to adhere to a strict code of conduct. And now, at great risk to myself, I've decided to bend the rules on the Dorky Dad code of secrecy and share this document with you!
International Society of Fatherhood
Dedicated Dorky Dad Document
I, _________________, parent of __________________, do solemnly vow that I will humiliate my offspring every time I get the chance. I will achieve this goal by finding every way I can to be a certifiably uncool idiot, moron, doofus, fool, buffoon, clod, clown, and/or dork.
To accomplish this we will:
1. Dress in things your child would never wear. For example, an ensemble consisting of flip-flops, khaki Dockers, a purple Disney World T-Shirt and a green derby with "Kiss Me, I'm Irish" on it should pretty much guarantee deep and permanent emotional scarring.
2. Dress in things your child would be willing to wear. Sagging super-big pants (in my case, super super big) and a No Doubt T-shirt can be powerful trauma-inducing tools.
3. Don't dress at all. Yikes.
4. Use pet names or otherwise show affection for your offspring in public. The word "Honey" used to address a fifteen-year-old boy is a guarantee of at least a decade of psychiatric treatment in the years to come.
5. Drive a "nerdmobile." This would be any car other than the one your kid's best friend's dad, who also owns a condo in Maui, drives.
6. Make it your business to know every item or brand name that kids think is desirable, then buy just the opposite. The ultimate insult would be to buy a teenager clothing or shoes from the dollar store with brand names like "Abercrumby" or "No Balance."
7. Greet your daughter's dates with lines like, "I collect guns and shovels. Guess which one I'll use first if you bring my daughter home late?"
8. Attempt to learn about all the things that interest our offspring, then being sure to get it just a little bit wrong. For example, if they're into extreme sports, tell all their friends that you really admire Tony Hawkeye.
9. Walk up to your child standing with a group of his or her friends and say something like, "What-up, Dawg?" Believe me, talking "street" will sound even dumber when you do it than it does when they do it.
I further attest and affirm that I will document any new developments in the field of fatherly dorkitude, and that I will share these developments with all other members of the International Society of Fatherhood.
Signed: _________________________ Date: _______
Witnessed: ______________________ Date: _______
So there you have it, kids. The secret of your father's dorkiness is out. Just do me a favor and don't tell anybody where you heard about it.
Copyright © 2006 Michael Ball
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- mike


Comments: 67
Let me guess: you all met at Walt's Roast Beef restaurant and drafted an alarmingly similar document probably titled: International Society of Husbands. The second document lacking originality due to Walt's 2-For-1 "blank"-on-a-shingle special.
- mike
In those awkward teen years, I wasn't allowed to dance (70's disco moves and 80's punk was waaaay dorky!), I couldn't sing in the car..."Moooom, OMG!!!! Stop, you're embarassing me!!!" And my clothes were scrutinized if they were too "Mom-like". Now they like the "Mom" look but now that I'm in my 40's, I'm starting to feel like I don't want to look like a "Mom" anymore. Thankfully, we've moved to a level of friendship and acceptance.
But I'm anticipating a good article the first time my son sees my true "dorkiness"!!!!
So much for the BMW I was going to buy her.
I can't wait to see the Mothers' contract.
- mike
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But I'm pretty sure my dad was a charter member of the Int'l Society of Fatherhood.
( ;
Yes, your dad is a charter member. We honored him last month at the Shrine Of The Shorts & Knee Socks.
- mike
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Thanks for the "Intelligent Article" thing - I think.
- mike
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I'm not kidding, either.
Believe me, your articles bring me to a level I'm not comfortable with either, Mike.
- mike
Yes, a 55" LCD with surround sound and a couple of double-cheese thin-crusts will buy a lot of respect from adolescents.
Actually, I do think you've got the right idea, to make your home the place where the kids want to hang out. Well done.
- mike
BTW, nice guitar. Is that a D18?
- mike
And another guitarist, too!
- mike
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While I never saw the wedding pix, I'm sure the fashions were within the same style as when six ladies got together. Warning -- the website colors might hurt your eyes :-)
fashion and colors, whale peni, guitars..... Mike truly is the leader of the Dorks!
--Heather
I think.
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Mothers are dorks too!
(PS: Tried "What up dawg." Works like a charm.)
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Actually now I have officially passed over to the revered but helpless parent, Who needs to be advised, about driving, dating, style, and reading material. I am suppose to tell them if I sneak off for a weekend. Next it will be a weeknight curfew.
I don't even have gray hair, I might have liked the Dork era better.
Very amusing post Mike
- mike
Without missing a beat he broke into a huge grin and sail, "Neat! Let's get a Chevy Truck."
-Sigh-
- mike
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"I am a Dork."
And be grateful that they're giving you a curfew - it shows that they care.
Glad you liked the column.
- mike
So, yeah, I thought Clare was lying alongside of your ill-advised new moniker. I can't even say the word now - the image is indelibly fixed in my mind and my life is forever horribly altered.
Humorist, Bah!
The other half of that definition says that the word "dork" itself was adopted to mean awkward or silly people by a writer who didn't know how to spell "doofus."
Or something like that...
- mike
I can say that...(just don't tell Clare).
Anybody want to start a thread of "short" jokes to embarass EB?
Clare, be sure you don't read this.
- mike
EB, we'll just have to start some of our own :-)
Maybe I'll post some incriminating photos. The richest vein is my career as a competitive Pairs Water Skier - it's a lot like Pairs Figure Skating but with less Russian mafia involvement. We won two state championsips (Florida and Michigan), an "Indoor World" championship, and a the 2002 Division II National Championship, competing in spandex costumes in colors that would make your sorority's founders blush - or worse.
I think as kids, we all consider our parents "dorks" because we have this image of what a parent should be like and they don't live by that image. Mostly because we also assume parents can read minds (I know my parents think they can). However, I know that I will more than likely fill the dork quota when I have kids of my own, and personally, I can't wait to tease them.
Have fun being a "dorky dad!"
If you'd like to contribute to the My Dad Is A Dork Blog, send me your email and I'll send you an invitation.
- mike
Note the green and purple costumes Megan and I are wearing in the on-water shots. How snazzy can you get?
- mike
EB, here's your link toIndoor Worlds.
Dana, here's your link to theMy Dad Is A Dork blog.
- mike
You're right, Megan is incredible. Plus, the bond of trust between us is beyond anything I can describe. Consider this - she is an acrophobe, gets dizzy and panicks on a ladder. Yet she can completely abandon her safety to me, knowing that I'll be dead before I let anything happen to her. It's an experience few people have the opportunity to experience.
Here's the Dorky Dad tie - my son is a strong skier, and is bigger than I am (I'm kind of a shrimp for this sport - 6' tall, if you recall...), and he has one of the top doubles bases in the world to teach him.
Not interested. Ah well, that's the way it goes.
- mike
You're right about finding the right partner. I once met a woman in her 80's whom had her stage dancing career ruined because of physical injuries sustained when her partner hesitated and dropped her. As in a good marriage, good partners are hard to find.
As much as I may wish it were otherwise, I have to respect that.
As for the partner aspect, it actually goes way beyond the fear of injury. I really can't describe it. When Megan and I were in the zone, she was as much a part of me as my arm or my leg - only a much more precious part of me.
This requires an unbelievable commitment to each other, and to the entity that is "us," a commitment that actually rivals the one you make to a spouse or child. Understand that this is not in any way "romantic," although in some respects it far transcends romance.
Like I say, I can't really describe it. I'm just grateful that I was fortunate enough to experience it.
- mike
My daughter definitely had to endure more than the average child.. lol... but hey, she lived !!!
Kids for our own amusement? Maybe so. I think they can also be mirrors where we see ourselves as we really are - or as we wish we were.
- mike
no wonder why your son avoids being seen with you, Mike!
:-) Heather
You could actually hear Pat's future psychiatrist rubbing his hands together.
The one good thing I can say is that with a beautiful woman flying around over my head, not many people were looking at me.
- mike
Thanks - I'm glad you liked it.
You're right. My son has actually reached the point where this stuff is funny rather than embarassing. Don't you love having grown kids?
- mike
All three boys learned early-on that their father subscribes to the 'old age and deceit triumphs over youth and vitality' rule of life, and every time they forgot, Kevin reminded them without mercy, like the time a girl called for Justin and Kevin said he wasn't out of his bubble bath yet...
- mike