There are a few dozen things I probably should be writing about tonight, but I don’t feel much up to it. I was at a friend’s house earlier this evening, when he unexpectedly invited me to check out his hidden scotch vault, and all of the pent up anger, which I was going to use […]
Occasionally I have good ideas. Or at least I used to. In reading through some of my writing from before Clementine was born, a little over 11 years ago now, I was reminded of this. I had ambitious plans. Sadly, though, most of these plans went out the window once the realities of fatherhood began […]
I’m sorry for running off and leaving you these past few days, but I needed a break. Clementine and I, desperate for a little father-daughter time away from the hassle of everyday life, headed north to Beaver Island, where we crashed with some old friends. And, for the first time in over a decade, I […]
Inspired by the television news folks, who, every February, ratchet up the sensationalism to DEFCON 1 during sweeps week, and break out their best “Is your toothbrush covered in microscopic traces of feces?” story, I snatched a few squirting bath toys away from Alro this evening, after seeing a little bit of black scum leak […]
I know there are other books… We certainly enjoyed reading all of L. Frank Baum’s original Wizard of Oz books together, before we entered the world of Harry Potter, and we love the books of Daniel Pinkwater… But this was different. No matter how things had gone for either of us during the day, no […]
