Monthly Archives: November 2009

As the Age of Toddling approaches, my wife and I have determined that our apartment is a deathtrap. The tall cabinet in which we store toys and baby blankets? The bottom door’s latch is a little stiff, and if our guy tugs on the handle hard enough, he’ll pull the whole thing over on himself. …

Continue reading “Our Warm and Hazardous Home”

DadWagon is a family-friendly employer, so we are allowing all staff to spend the holiday weekend with their penniless families. This includes, but is not limited to, copy editor, senior editor, DARPA liaison officer, building security and janitorial staff, and Director of First Impressions. Happy Holidays, be back with you on Monday.

I am an occasional contributor to the Harper’s Weekly Review, Harper’s Magazine’s online newsletter. The idea for the Weekly is that by aping the language of conventional reporting, in the hope of calling some attention to the hypocrisy of how reporting gets done (distorted third-hand news), the linguistic obfuscations involved (was Obama really “considering his …

Continue reading “What Almost Made Me Cry Today: Weekly Review”

The subhed of this story tells you all you need to know: Father Calls Police When He Forgets Where He Parked His Son. That he left his 5-year-old kid in the cab of his 18-wheeler to go visit a strip club just makes the story sweeter. Me, I prefer this version of trucker dads: