This is what happens when your eight-year-old son asks if he can use the camera on the drive home. I should have known from the giggles that he was up to something… Advertisements
Wow, 13 days since the last post, and not one message, e-mail, or wall post complaining about the lengthy layoff. Either you’re a tolerant lot, or it’s a sign of overwhelming indifference. I’m nearing the end of my second week of not going to work. Some people refer to that as a “vacation”, but I … More Back to Our Regularly Scheduled Programming
B commented the other night that you wouldn’t know she exists by reading my blog. I think she must have missed the 51 previous posts that include at least some mention of her, but in any case, I thought I should devote an entire post to her to make up for any perceived shortcomings on … More The Wife
With two boys under the age of five, I probably spend about thirty hours a week answering questions. Some days, it seems like I’m faced with a constant stream of queries about totally unrelated topics. One minute K’s asking me if I know where his puppy is, the next second A is asking me how … More Daddy, Can I Ask You A Question?
As a consumer of popular culture in all its various forms, I have an acute sense that I am missing out on something significant by not owning a gaming console. The last time I had a video game in my house was back in 1995, when Patrick had a Sega Genesis and the 308 Boys … More Guitar Hero 3