For those of you who aren't me…and I've noticed a surprisingly large number of people who aren't.
As the father, it is believed that I know everything. My wife believes it, and my children call me the fountain of eternal knowledge. I love these titles and would do anything to maintain this air of mystique, except for one tiny little problem. It’s all a load of refried-monkey-dung. I don’t know what bunk …
Some of you may know and then again some of you may not know. In fact, some of you may not care at all. While others of my readers may care a lot, but I think most of you would rather I quit rambling on with random words and get to the point. Some people …
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I’ve come to the disturbing conclusion that I’ve been transported into a Michael Crichton novel. I’ve come to an even harsher second conclusion that my seventh grade English teacher, Mrs. Pilsner, will send me a nasty email because I used the contraction, I’ve twice in that first sentence. She the local head of the grammar …
Guess what I did this week? On second thought, don’t. There are literally billions of things I might have done and probably millions of things I did do that have nothing to do with that first question. Most of them are stupid and mundane. This week I spent a lot of time breathing, not very …
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