The Modernish Father

Sometimes there are things that a parent just can’t fix. I guess someday it’ll be friends moving away, pets dying and broken hearts. Tonight it’s something a little less devastating in the long run, but it’s still a crisis of epic proportions for a five-year-old: The Boy left his beloved stuffed animal at school today.

Now that it’s late September, most of the television networks and local stations have finished adjusting their schedules, consquently disrupting my own personal television viewing schedule. It’s amazing how dependent I’ve become on late-night viewings of The People’s Court. Alas, no more. The Boy was also hard hit by some show shuffling, particularly in the morning where [...]

So, while I was catching up on sleep and not blogging, The Boy celebrated his fifth birthday. That’s right – not only am I a parent, apparently I’ve been one for half a decade now. Time flies when you’re changing diapers and watching hour after hour of Thomas and Friends.

Crap, it’s been so long since I posted that The Wife has more recent content on her site than I do. That’s just beyond sad.

 218 years ago today, men from 12 of the 13 states put their signatures on a document outlining a new course for their ailing loose confederation of former British colonies. The document they signed in Philadelphia over two centuries ago has survived to this day, albeit with its fair share of revisions, deletions and amendments. We the People [...]

As I wearily reported two nights ago, The Wife and The Boy made it back from their trip to Disney World. Now I have the pictures to prove it. The Boy had a good time and got to do lots of exciting things, such as meeting Mickey, Donald, Goofy, Pluto and even two of the [...]

It’s been a long day, so I’ll keep this brief today. The Wife and The Boy made it back safely from Florida and I had the pleasure of sitting in the baggage claim area at Intercontinental Airport for an hour and a half with nothing to do except read that morning’s paper. I think The [...]

Men of the world, rest easy. Even if you’ve spent all day working on the car, in the yard or even at a slaughterhouse, you’re not the most disgusting person in your house. At our house, we have two semi-slovenly males and a sixty-pound dog. But it’s The Wife and The Cat who take the cake as [...]