Archive for Category: "The Way"

“I Don’t WUV You!”

“I Don’t WUV You!”

There’s nothing like waking up three times in the night, and tucking in your kid because she’s sick and rolling out of her bed, only to have her turn on you in the morning with that choice line. “I don’t WUV you, Tato!” My daughter always takes it back after she’s calmed down, and/or bribed with […]

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More Ninja, Less Cookie Monster

More Ninja, Less Cookie Monster

  On the bus this morning, something occurred to me. I just set my lunch down next to me. If I close my eyes and someone steals it, I can just forget this for today and go buy a sandwich. I knew I was addicted before, but the fact of that rather pitiful fantasy made […]

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Coming Out as an LGBT Ally

Coming Out as an LGBT Ally

Junior high is the worst.  If you can, I suggest calling in sick for 7th and 8th grade. If you’re already past it, then you know what I’m talking about, and if you’re not there yet, I suggest you stock up on anti-perspirant and emotional armor. You’re going to need both. (Yes, that was a […]

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Sad, Strange Little Man

Sad, Strange Little Man

Lately it seems like there’s always at least one bit of misogyny that’s causing rage in my datastream. The last few days I’ve seen the same article from some anonymous hack (because who would use their real name on this type of thing unless it starts with an L, and ends with -imbaugh?) who has […]

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Sonechko Is Ukrainian For Sunshine

Sonechko Is Ukrainian For Sunshine

Her pinky finger outstretched, my Sonechko reaches for her stuffed puppy; all puppies should be as cotton candy pink. Yanking hard, she squeezes him through the bars of her crib and raises her arms to me. “Na rukie,” she says, which means “In your arms,” in Ukrainian. My wife is from Ukraine, and our toddler […]

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The Drift

The Drift

  Tendrils of intention pull me sideways. I am not the person you see sitting here at my desk. I am just to the right. Always the right. I never seem to float to the left. Float isn’t quite the word for it either. More like a drifting, really. I tend to drift. My report […]

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Lucid

Lucid

I’m jumping. I’m jumping over snakes, and doing my best not to land on any. Not because I’m scared of getting bitten, but because I’m scared of killing one. I’m jumping high, and with every jump I feel the time stretch out in front of me. I pull at it with my will, and I […]

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Latchkey Kid

Latchkey Kid

  Roughhousing on the playground, someone pulled at the rawhide cord around my neck and the knot came loose. The key clattered onto the asphalt four-square court just next to the tether-ball pole. “Hey Frankenstein, why you got a key around your neck?” A tomboy named Karen was squinting at me. “I use it to […]

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Facepalm

Facepalm

  This post was going to be titled Fail Early, Fail Often but I did a little searching for the origin of that quote, and came up with fifty blog posts with that title, so I figure I’ll just leave it be. It’s a play on the old Chicago adage, “Vote early. Vote often,” but it’s pretty […]

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Pop-Pop’s Crab Pots

Pop-Pop’s Crab Pots

I just read a thread on Reddit that was praising the virtue of the tasty Alaskan King Crab, and I sat there shaking my head. I’ve had it. It’s tasty, to be sure. but anyone who’s had King Crab, and even one Maryland Blue Crab wouldn’t for a second choose the huge claws of the […]

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