Now That’s Some F-ed Up S@*t Right There I Tell You What #1

Last night I couldn’t fall asleep because I had failed to eat enough following my run. Shepherds pie is tasty and all, but I’ve logged 10 miles over the last two days and frankly, I needed something more along the lines of a fat, juicy steak to satiate my appetite. One negative thing about being [...]

A Haiku for My Baby Mama On Her 32nd Birthday

Today marks the beginning of Constance’s 32nd year on this glorious planet and everyone who is lucky enough to know her knows how much better our world is with her in it. Perhaps the best part of getting older - or the best part of Constance getting older as it may be - is that [...]

As I Sit Here Working

Nola is sitting in a patch of sunlight next to our bookcase in the living room. She has maneuvered one leg out of her sleeper and is bent over at the waist, sucking on her toes.
I’m copy editing garden and home-buying stories and my daughter is sucking the lint from between her toes.

Somebody, please, make [...]

Mimi Rogers is Christmas

This time of year can turn a lot of normally semi-sane people into stark-raving lunatics. Devoting hours and inches of shoe leather to finding the perfect stack of gifts, traversing the country to spend time with family, holiday parties that leave the average Joe fueled by nothing but alcohol alcohol and sugar - the hilarity [...]

Book Shopping with Politicians

Normally when I’m in a bookstore perusing the stacks, I pretty much want to be left to my own devices. One hand clutches the coffee cup, the other hand pulls out books so I can read the jacket copy. Occasionally someone will try to strike up a conversation with me about their personal recommendations and [...]

Good/Bad Books for the Attention-Deficited Dad

I love to read.
A lot. And I’m a library geek.
I consume 1-2 books every week, which is something I’ve continued to make a priority even during this time when my own time has become the equivalent of a white truffle. It’s amazing how many pages you can read while your daughter is asleep in [...]

It’s Glaucoma/It’s Not Glaucoma

Three years ago, an optometrist told me I had the start of glaucoma. I was devastated by the idea that with each passing day I might be edging closer and closer to a day when I would be blind. I even wrote a song about it, which is one of my favorite things I’ve ever [...]

There’s Something About Marcy

I was sitting with Nola, she was sitting in the Baby Bjorn, and I called our dog, Marcy, over to see us. The amazing moment that follows doesn’t even include the first 90 seconds of Nola’s hysteria. I’m not quite sure what it was that was tickling her funny bone, but I’m pretty sure it [...]

My Daughter Is the Next Aretha Franklin

(This is one of the busiest weeks of my work year - I will write an actual post again soon. I promise.)

On the Street Where I Live

Nola woke up too early on Saturday morning, so instead of wiling away the day in the comforting confines of our bed, I waddled to the kitchen in a half-stupor to begin making breakfast. As I reached for a banana, I noticed that our street was blowing bubbles. Upon closer inspection – and following the [...]