I Lost My iPod
Growing up, I used to think the phrase "you'd lose your head if it wasn't attached" was developed just for me. That's how often my mother said it to me.…
Another Wedding Miscue
Some recent weddings in my family produced some embarassment for me. I'm not talking about making a fool out of myself on the dance floor because I have enough company…
Happy Father’s Day
I have had a good Father's Day. I got a nice present from my daughter. My wife made an amazing breakfast for me. Later today, my father-in-law will come by…
Baby Stepping into the Present
I have a complicated relationship with technology. Whenever something new comes out, I really, really want it. I inherited that trait from my late father.
But over the years a few factors – namely reality and my wife’s love of thrift – have taught me the difference between wanting something and needing something.
I have appreciated this newfound part of my personality. Sure, I miss the thrill of the impulse buy, but I feel much more secure when I do break down and buy something fun.
This is why I couldn’t understand her angst recently over the new cell phone she had her eyes on.
Comcast Hates Logic
I sat down last night to do something I really didn't want to do, but felt I had to: order the pay-per-view broadcast of the U.S. soccer team's World Cup…
An R.E.M. Memory
Four years ago today, I faced one of the most important professional days in my life. I had to prepare for an event on June 12 which had to go…
They Don’t Miss Me
A little more than a month ago, I made a big change in my routine. I cancelled my subscription to Sirius XM and switched to pretty much podcasts only for…
Solo Survival
Over a 48-hour period last week, I discovered something very important. I can get along just fine without my wife.
That does not mean that I want to get rid of her or think taking care of our daughter alone is easy. All I’m saying is that I can do it.
Maria went away for work for a couple of days last week. Actually, she went to Las Vegas without me, but my complaints about that are another topic for another time.
Because of her trip, I took a little time off of work so I could play Mr. Mom. I know two days cannot compare to taking over the job full time. I just know I would rock the socks off the whole single Dad thing.
Not that I want to find out or anything.
Book Review: I’ll Never Be French
When you work in publishing, as I do, you have access to all kinds of books. A bunch end up on first-come, first-served shelves. Maybe they were sent for review…