Friday night lights.

The boys are at “jim matchsticks” The baby is asleep. We had dinner out. We don’t need to collect the boys for almost two more hours. Are we in the bedroom screwing each other’s brains out? No. She’s watching Alton Brown, and I’m surfing blogs. I think she made the better choice. We’re so fucking […]

It’s not really Freudian.

The other day I returned from the grocery store with lots of extra stuff. I went to pick up a prescription and get bread and milk, and returned with things like multiple pints of ice cream and blocks of cheese. I meant to say “hungry” but what came out was, “I guess I shouldn’t go […]

Time for a pop quiz!

Okay, class. I know it’s Friday, and next week is a holiday, but I just gotta know something: What do you think when you read “I like bad movies” in somebodies profile?