Crazy Talk and Sometimes Socks
I will largely be off doing things today, important, non-interwebsy type things, such as being an act-first-think-later style international master spy equally at home wearing a tuxedo as carrying a sniper rifle. Or maybe I'll be out tracking that black bear that's been making cameos in suburban Cincinnati this week. With luck, I can reunite … Continue reading That Big, Beautiful Space Above Your Head
A few days ago, I was tagged in a one of those chain-style Facebook memes where someone is chosen to do something very specific and then post evidence of it a status update, at which point they’re free to tag some non-zero number of other friends, family, and/or in-laws to carry on the cycle. In … Continue reading Games Writers Play: Seven Lines from Page Seven
Some days, the life of a part time writer is not so much about red carpets, adoring fans, or even pantlessness, midday whiskey, and the endless struggle to find a few perfect words to describe a simple thing with subtle elegance. Well, okay, so life is actually never any of those things for the part … Continue reading Some Days
A very good friend of my celebrated his 40th birthday (belatedly, but that’s not important right now) this past weekend, and, as you do when making hay about such things, roped the Whole Gang together to do so. The husbands—and yes, that includes me, regardless of whether I’m still authorized to carry a Man Card—began … Continue reading How to have an Uber good time
I really should have known better, especially considering I’ve got a lot to do today and a weekend barreling towards me like a kid with a $5 bill trying to chase down the ice cream truck. But I never have been very smart, so I went and did it anyway. I followed my coworkers to … Continue reading Unfortunate Friday Decisions
The first two weeks of summer vacation are usually kind of a blur. The first is mostly an expression of the pure, unadulterated joy of having no responsibilities after nine long, grueling months of school activity. Believe it or not, I'm talking every bit as much about adults as I am about the kids basking … Continue reading Summer Vacation, Week Three: The Initial (Ugly) Face Of Boredom
Before I go any further, in reference to Father’s Day, I must say this: I am not an easy person to buy things for. While the desire to acquire trinkets, toys, and gadgets was well-documented in my youth, age (and I hope, maybe, wisdom?) has led me to the realization that I need little to … Continue reading The Best Gift is The One You Didn’t Know You Needed
I guess it’s the second week of summer vacation now? I think that’s right. At least, where we live. Truth be told, the minute summer break starts for the kids, I immediately lose the ability to track time and/or events in a meaningful, relative way. I think it’s like some built-in defense mechanism to keep … Continue reading Summer Vacation, Week Two: An Adventure In Space And Time
An ode to the picture book writer Who's stories, next to mine, are much tighter I can ramble for pages About incontinent mages But with 300 words, they set fire!
The Oldest Son is theoretically going to play a baseball game in half an hour or so. Beneath this sky, I'm pretty dubious that it's going to actually happen. The odds, however, of me making a mad dash for the car among a pack of other scurrying, middle-aged parents sometime in the ensuing hour is … Continue reading Tuesday Evening Baseball
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