It’s My Un-Birthday Every Day Now

First, I now know this because Wikipedia is wise, the Internets are wise, the cloud computer that is attaching itself to my brain is wise: an unbirthday is a literary reference! Well, isn’t that just classy? I bring it up not so much because it is my unbirthday, but rather the opposite—last Friday was my …

A Week on the Wagon

This week marked an end—and therefore a new beginning—for those of us on the ‘wagon. Theodore in particular: Newly laid-off from Harper’s Magazine, he decided to devote himself full-time to parenting, eschewing snark and sarca— Oh, wait, sorry. It didn’t quite happen that way. While he did briefly, earnestly consider whether his children would look …

The Tantrum, Part 2: Should DadWagon Get a Job?

Consider this a mini-Tantrum. Usually, all three of the Wagoneers weigh in on a single tantrum topic. Matt already wrote his post about whether or not to get a job (synapsis: he is tempted). But Theodore was exempted from writing, since he actually made his opinion known in the most emphatic way possible: by taking a …