death and taxes

If you know me, you probably realize that I don’t gain much comfort from religion. I’m too much of a cynic, apparently. This weekend we went to the funeral for my brother-in-law. I really didn’t know him, I met him at my wedding and perhaps saw him a couple other times. He left home when […]

Fathers Day

Fathers Day is in progress here (no “mission accomplished” banner) and so far we have: 1) slept in till almost 8:00 2) had breakfast at a local diner that I love; pecan belgian waffles for me, pancakes for my bride, ham and cheese omelette for my oldest son who usually won’t eat, lots of coffee […]

Rock bottom

Fuck fuck fuckity fuck. 10:30 – summer camp calls, my son has fought with another kid and then kicked a counselor. I have to go get him (this is not his first offense, even if it is his first week). So I have to wake the baby up, after a 30 minute nap and go […]