So I get a “friend” request from some woman named Brooke Beamer on Facebook. I click “ignore.” A week later (this evening), she requests my friendship again, but she adds this note: I’m not sure if this is the Moe I’m looking for. I’m looking for a friend from Camp […]
I’m worried my little girl wants to be stripper. Every day, I crawl across 9 miles of middle fingers and ineptitude (usually 45-60 minutes), pull into the garage, carry my laptop and “homework” upstairs, open the door, and walk in to find bare girl parts. Sometimes, they’re complemented with the […]
Tonight after bath time, I suggested that I make up a story instead of relying on the same old shit about large red dogs, princesses, queens who don’t march in Pride, or brown bears with white girl intruders. Maddie agreed. I told a story about our dog Winnie and her […]
On the way home from church today, this came from the back seat: Maddie: Daddy, I want pancakes. Me: Okay, we’ll have pancakes. Maddie: And, then, let’s go to outer space for lunch! Me: That sounds wonderful. Do you have a helmet? Maddie: I do. And, a space suit. Me: […]
In a surprising move indicative of fiscal irresponsibility last week, the National Guard sent me to Las Vegas for a conference. I’d never been to Vegas before, but I met a couple bloggers at BlogHer who expressed a willingness to show me around, so I took them up on it. […]
