When I was a kid, I used to fantasize about being my favorite G.I. Joe, living in an underground hideout with my other favorite Joes, in Antarctica. We were theoretically on patrol, but there was never any action or drama—it … Continue reading
Firsts
In the distant future, little O will take his first steps, speak his first words, and commit his first traffic violation. Most of these will be great moments. In the meantime, I would like to celebrate a few notable first … Continue reading
Asking for help
I listened to Amanda Palmer’s TED talk a little while ago, about asking for help. Hers was in the context of music and asking fans to pay what they thought was fair for the album, more or less on the … Continue reading
Letter to my younger self
In moments of profound life change, it can be fun to look back and see just how much we have transformed since adolescence, and consider what we might say to those younger versions of ourselves. I went a little further … Continue reading
Ball rolling & the second playground fight
This post is as fractured as my daily existence, and I must confess is only cohesed by the micro-thread that is movement, inertia. One mostly involving an inanimate object, the other involving one or more overly-animate little brats. Let’s start … Continue reading
Things that happened this week
My baby boy was born last Sunday at 10:30 a.m. It would be difficult to describe the events of this past week even if I were allowed to write a book, so a three-paragraph blog entry will hardly suffice. Please … Continue reading
The Clap heard ’round the kitchen
Bub and I were sitting at the kitchen table (actually, it’s the dining room table, but relocated for functionality to the kitchen—still a sore subject with my wife), finishing lunch the other day. HP eats much faster than Bub, and, … Continue reading
The final week
Life is chock full of special moments, but very few moments are accurately deemed “life-changing.” It is understandably a rare distinction, and one reserved for truly significant circumstances. After all, if a guy were to categorize every mundane experience as … Continue reading
Playgrounds
We were at the playground today, me inviting a hernia by attempting to push Bub and his playmate up and down on the seesaw, which quickly led to a mental diatribe in my mind about seesaws, then about playgrounds in … Continue reading
Baby waiting
Spring has come, and my wife has been noticing that several of her friends are having their babies. Babies are everywhere. I have not seen these babies, but my wife swears that she sees their pictures on Facebook. Most of … Continue reading

















