Proud Parent Of A Gamer

My son is a gamer. And not a casual, XBox-playing gamer. He's a PC gamer. We seriously discussed getting liquid cooling for his CPU because he runs that baby hot. Overclocked. I kind of hate the bumper stickers I see on cars around town. "Proud Parent of an Honor Roll Student." "Proud Parent of a … Continue reading Proud Parent Of A Gamer

We Published Our Daughter’s Book and You Should Too (Here’s How).

Just before Christmas, my 11-year old daughter Harper published her first children's book, titled Unicat Goes to Space. It's adorable and you should buy three copies. One for your family. One for your children's school library. And one for your guest bathroom. Go ahead....I'll wait. Harper is waiting too. She watches the royalty report like a … Continue reading We Published Our Daughter’s Book and You Should Too (Here’s How).

2018 Holiday Letter – Boobs and All

What a year. From running a marathon on Antarctica to running around the hospital as Erin used cancer to fake her way to insurance paying for a boob job (eat that United Healthcare!), we’ve been full throttle. Work. Kid’s activities. Except I wasn’t really working. And our kids aren’t in that many activities. So the … Continue reading 2018 Holiday Letter – Boobs and All

Come again? Bearded clam, you say?

We play a modified version of the game Pictionary as a family some nights where we simply pull cards from the box, draw it on a small white board easel, and whoever guesses it first gets to draw on the next turn. My 11 year old daughter got up and drew something that basically was.....a … Continue reading Come again? Bearded clam, you say?

You know what’s not cute?

Look at how cute all these hamsters are in their wheels..... They're all f*cking adorable. But you know what's not adorable? Hamster urine. You know what's less than precious? When your daughter's hamster decides to urinate while running in its wheel. You know what's just a bit not super duper? When that urine, subject to … Continue reading You know what’s not cute?

Why are we all so close to snapping?

It's a rainy Monday morning here, which means someone might get punched in the face. Not by me. After 3 weeks spent spiraling post race, I've decided to straighten out my attitude (and maybe ease off the booze.....they could be related). But some other mother or father of two / office worker with a long … Continue reading Why are we all so close to snapping?

My Son: Professional Troll

It's a proud day in my household. Like many parents, I've spent years believing that somehow my parenting style would result in my son becoming a caring, thoughtful, and compassionate man. Yesterday I found out the truth. I was sitting quietly in my room, eyes closed, meditating. My son snuck up behind me, and in … Continue reading My Son: Professional Troll