- Seattle, Washington,
- August 28
- I'm a middle-aged dad, clinging to my daughters' waning youth and my sanity.
MY RECENT POSTS
- You'll Feel Better About
Yourself After You Read This.
December 02, 2013 02:23PM
- Front Row Seats to The Jerk.
November 25, 2013 03:06PM
- A Child Born of Camelot.
November 20, 2013 01:07PM
- Hollywood Makes Noah's Ark:
The Original Love Boat.
November 15, 2013 09:51PM
- He Spent Twenty Years Doing
November 11, 2013 11:30AM
MY RECENT COMMENTS
- “Sounds like you're
having a tough go of it. One
of my single
December 03, 2013 12:19PM
- “Performance art. Such a
kid thing to say!”
December 03, 2013 12:12PM
- “Nice artwork! I washed
out of the UW graphic design
but really enjoyed
December 03, 2013 12:08PM
- “Kathy, one word:
That's a great idea, except it
the food never
December 03, 2013 12:04PM
- “Yeah, I was distracted
by the chocolate popcorn from
minute we walked in.
November 26, 2013 12:00PM
Reflections of a shallow pond's Links
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Whether you're a coach whose biggest challenge is preventing one four-year-old from sustaining irreparable damage to his still-hardening cranial soft spot, resulting from poking his little conk into the arc of another four-year-old's roundhouse t-ball swing,/… Read full post »
Martin Luther King and Abe Lincoln are each honored on Mondays, yet King was born on a Tuesday, while Lincoln emancipated his spindly self from the womb on a Su/… Read full post »
My wife and have been married twenty-four years.
That's kind of a long time, you know? When I really pondered this the other day, I realized the last time I kissed any female other than her or another family member, East German soldiers were still shooting at people trying to escape over… Read full post »
Just curious—do you have a mantra? A credo? Perhaps some
sort of slogan, tenet or delusional proscription to a paranoid
You don't? Well this is awkward.
Ben Franklin had a million of them. Here's a little sampling:
"Three can keep a secret, if two of them are dead."
"A… Read full post »
Lo and begorrah. I haven't posted to this consarn log in nary a
Sorry, sometimes I enjoy talking like Pa Ingalls—the real one, not the dashing yet sappy actor who left us far too soon.
It's been ten days. Jeez.
Don’t think it hasn't been bothering me, though. For the past… Read full post »
Then again, my wife says she's just like me, so does that make me a deviant curio as well?
Um, apparently yes, it does.
The thing is, being compared to a thirteen-year-old girl is a little strange when you happen to reside in the meat suit of a fifty-year-old/… Read full post »
At last, a legacy congeals into actual brick and mortar.
Dang, it's about time; the world has teetered on pins and needles long enough.
Located upon a twenty-five acre spread on the campus of Dallas' Southern Methodist University, the George W. Bush Presidential Library and Museum is slated to… Read full post »
I walked toward the front door Thursday morning, bearing the
fresh burden of the twenty-six ton man bag I'd just hurled across
my shoulder. "See you tonight," I said.
"You bet you will." She stood in her bedroom doorway, looking every bit her just-woke-up teenagerness—pajama pants, one… Read full post »
How does that time-worn old bromide go? Something like, "Life is
what happens when you're busy making other plans."
As much as we try to segment and sort or lives, as resolved as we are to organize and prioritize the scripts, every once in a while, something… Read full post »
Look, I'm not a doctor—don't play one on TV, radio or even the occasional podcast.
The nearest I've come to adhering any semblance of the Hippocratic Oath is doing no harm to the avocados I palpate on a weekly basis at Safeway.
But the deal is, those/… Read full post »
Over the past fifty years, pretty much since I popped the tag on my
first Hostess pastry, I've been clutching a cold steel bar as it
digs into my upper thigh meat. And once the carny released the
lever, that thing's been locked on with no hope of escaping.
I've been an… Read full post »
I suppose it could be referred to as an "out-of-body-experience," an occasion where your eyes and brain have floated to the ceiling and gazed with wonder upon your body's current station in time and space.
Okay, that sounds a little too marijuanically inspired. What I'm ask/… Read full post »
If someone had slammed the twelve-year-old me against a locker, balled my pointy collar into his fist and demanded "Hey, man ('Dude' wasn't really around yet. We said it sometimes but never when addressing someone like 'Dude, I know, right?'), name a few things that are fun… Read full post »
"I’m gonna pop some tags,
Only got twenty dollars in my pocket,
I’m, I’m, I’m hunting,
Looking for a come up,
This is f#@*ing awesome."
That's the hook from the number one song in the land this week, as sung(?) by Seattle's own Macklemore.
Why/… Read full post »
How can they do this?
How the hell can these folks eliminate one of the few activities in which every human being and many in our animal kingdom joyfully partake?
I'm not kidding here; if somehow I were able to list each person I either currently know or… Read full post »
Anyway, after 18,417 days spent cruising down life's interstate, I can glance in the rear view mirror and see quite a few stretches where I wasn't exactly wearing a seat/… Read full post »
I awakened feeling slightly indignant about the premature jolt into consciousness, yet somewhere deep within my aging sack of meat, grateful for another day spent above earth's mossy peat pile.
And while a lot of us roll out of the sack with our senses muted and… Read full post »
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