It’s been a strange trip. Not a long one, not yet, but strange. As a younger man, I had this vague image of the guy I’d one day become — a bit more than the batter up with bases loaded, full count, in the bottom of the ninth, game 7 […]
The wifey’s family reunion was yesterday, in a park near where I grew up. In fact, pavilion #4 was within a stone’s throw from the gruesome fish-hook-in-my-knee-incident of my youth. And no, I’m not 100% over it. The fish hook that is, not the reunion. That was fine enough. Stupidly, […]
The Mrs. has been home all summer. I have yet to discuss why here on OWTK, but sh*t got ugly with her family and as a result my dear wife needed desperately to take a leave from the soul-sucking cubicle farm. That’s the short version. And that’s all you’re getting. […]
I am crazy proficient at many a thing. I can do two loads of laundry from agitate to folding in-between push-mowing the 1/2-acre lawn, running and then emptying the dishwasher, and making the kids a well-balanced lunch spread of freshly cut veggies, homemade egg salad, and applesauce. I’m pretty freakin’ […]
I generally don’t give a poop about the wrong-side-of-history beliefs spewed from those at the top of corporate monoliths; poultry or otherwise. We won’t be eating at Chick-fil-A, but not because of president Dan Cathy’s now-public stance against marriage equality. No, we won’t be dining at the red & white […]
The Mrs. reminded me today that sometimes you’ve gotta let your 5-year-old unravel half a spool of Scotch tape in the name of creative, independent play. Score one for unstructured, non-adult lead activities — at the cost of roughly $1.44.
The Mrs. has offered to pen her first guest post for OWTK. All it took was a 6 year wait and a promise to rub her feet. Not a bad trade. Here she dishes on some ideas for occupying children on a loooooong road trip without using DVD players (shock!) […]
Surely there are worse things in the world; pink slime, Bratz dolls, and the thought of yet another Ice Age movie quickly come to mind. The Bear and Mouse both have become enamored with hotel fitness centers. Being inspired by an up-too-early, breathing-too-heavy dad is a curious thing. Yet they’ve […]
