TMI or NEI?

TMI. I would say that about one in five comments I get about my writing or Facebook posts involves this critique. Too. Much. Information. Sure, the critique is usually couched within a compliment, but it’s clear that a fair number of people, even if they are generally appreciative of my writing, feel that sometimes I’m... Continue Reading →

Psychological Preferences in How Children Perceive the World Around Them and Make Decisions Based on How They Puke

I think you can learn a lot about a person’s character from their vomiting routine, which is why I humbly submit to you my Myers-Briggs-like analysis of my children’s regurgitation practices. Child One: Introvert, Intuiting, Thinking, Judging (INTJ) This child always makes it to the toilet. Always. The kid is like an all-star running back... Continue Reading →

Me + Fedora = Yes Please!

I’m nostalgic for the era when men wore fedoras. What a classy time it was! So, naturally, when Carrie and I were in Clearwater Beach, Florida at a Wings surf shop and I saw a straw vacation-style fedora, I had to get it. Because there is nothing cooler, nothing more classy, than being in a... Continue Reading →

When the Shit Hits the TV

In 2007 I got shit lodged in my TV. Literally. Human feces. Inside the TV. Has that ever happened to you? No? I didn’t think so. Because shit does not belong inside TVs. Shit is for toilets and fans, or the woods if you are a bear. But inside consumer electronic devices, shit does not... Continue Reading →

Are Dads Upgradable?

My youngest son, age 5, casually inquired the other day if it's possible to get a different dad, specifically one who is not allergic to cats. Naturally, the response that first ran through my mind was, "Is it possible to get a different five year-old, specifically one who does not still shit his pants?" Thanks,... Continue Reading →

Papa Used to Say…

Papa used to say that anything worth doing is worth doing well. With these words at the forefront of my mind, thus begins my newest writing project: brief musings on life, parenting and getting old(er). I promise to not always be serious, and I promise to not always be sarcastic. I promise to tell you... Continue Reading →

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