By now, fine reader, I assume you’ve heard that Buddy the Beefalo was captured after 8 months on the run from the police.
What finally took Buddy down when the harsh New England winter could not? Love.
Buddy was caught mid-coitous seducing a local farmer’s herd with his bad boy antics. Read More
This spring little boxes with “things to do” have started popping up on my calendar.
It’s an unfamiliar feeling.
The beautiful weather and loosening covid restrictions play into this somewhat but the driving factor is the approaching end of my wife Jenny’s maternity leave. Read More
Perhaps the most glaring thing about having kids while older (40 with a newborn) is the contrast between their rapid development and my sluggish deterioration.
It’s bad enough that when my kids draw family pictures in school the crayon they’ll grab for me is grey but now they’ll draw me with a bandage on my toe as well. Hobbled old Dad with his jagged little toes. Read More
Adult vaccination isn’t the end of our fight against Covid-19 but it’s an important turning point.
We’re hopeful our newborn will get antibodies from breast milk but only herd immunity offers a foreseeable path to protection for my two-year-old. Read More
I was expecting a bigger reaction when I took my two-year-old daughter inside the belly of a 60-foot-long sperm whale named Conny.
To be clear, she didn’t like it.
But, she was still reeling from the horror of being approached by Mr. Peanut in front of Oscar Meyer’s Weinermobile so it’s understandable that it jarred her moving so suddenly from broad daylight into the sort of darkness you’d expect inside a 60-foot whale’s belly. Read More
I never remember my dreams, which is a shame because I have such a lively imagination.
How awesome would it be to wake up one morning with a vivid memory of being a meatball who’s chased around town by a wedge of Parmesan Cheese?
(I assume most of my dreams are about meatballs). Read More
Patience is hard to come by when your time in the sun has come.
I’m so excited for spring that I started using a spring-scented fabric softener when I clean my face masks. Read More
We weren’t sure how our daughter Senita would react when meeting her newborn brother just one day before her second birthday.
As soon as he opened his mouth and his pacifier fell out, she made her role clear: she would be his helper. Read More
It isn’t in Americans’ nature to dwell on past unpleasantries.
Uncle Sam is never painted with a teardrop tattoo though he could certainly lay claim to plenty. Read More
February is living up to its reputation as an impossibly long month.
Though only 28 days long, no other month packs quite as much of a punch as February. Read More