So it’s been a while since I’ve written anything on this blog, and that’s due in part to the string of bad luck my family has endured in the last month or two. It started small. Our garage door opener broke. I’ve always heard that homeowners have to do a lot of maintenance, but since I’ve only lived in a house for nine months, this was the first major home maintenance project I had to take on myself. Over the course of two weekends, my sister-in-law and I pieced together the parts of the ...

Since I’m currently in the process of trying to turn my parenthood writing into some kind of publishable something, I decided that I would start using my blog to write about the books I’m reading, movies I’m watching and music I’m listening to, and those of you who read this can let me know what art you’re consuming lately. This weekend Nancy and I watched an independent movie that came out a couple years ago called All the Real Girls, directed by a guy named David Gordon Green, who grew u...

My baby, Isadora, woke me up at 4:00 AM, the morning after the election, and I got up to attend to her. My wife Nancy woke up soon after to feed her. I asked her if she had checked the news for any election updates at the last feeding, and she said no. For the next few hours I kept dreaming about the Ohio results, then waking up to realize that dream results aren’t reliable. I woke up again at 7:30 AM. Nancy was in the baby’s room. I put on my robe and, with a queasy feeling in my s...

So it’s been almost three weeks (I think) since I last posted anything on this blog. Can I briefly mention my distaste for the word “blog”? It sounds like something swollen and gelatinous (blob) or wet, smelly, and possibly full of long-preserved dead bodies (bog). And when you precede it with the word “my” as in “my blog” it sounds like you’re referring to your misshapen evil twin, the result of your father’s secret experiment gone awry, or something. “It wasn’t me chasing you that n...

Somehow, in the last year or so, I’ve welcomed late-night TV into my life. I began suffering from insomnia around the time I found out I was going to be a dad (I’m sure that’s coincidental), and so I began staying up later and later, usually watching TV. At first, I was disturbed by what I found on the dial after midnight, but now I’m just fascinated. I should point out that we do not have cable. So the late night television I’m watching is all network TV. In other words, it’s the scum...

Before my daughter was born, I thought that a child in my household would have an immediate and severe impact on my cost of living. What with all the extra laundry, clothing, furniture, baby entertainment devices, not to mention the vast array of products pertaining to the baby’s butt, I figured our bills go on a sharp incline. But it turns out we now rarely leave the house, which means we barely spend any money at all. So we set out to change that today, and went on a big shopping spree...