I’ve never been much of a drug user—apart from the odd, unexpected joint, I rarely take anything stronger than Scotch and iburprofren—but a recent New Yorker article, combined with my travel schedule, reminded me of a drug that I wish existed. First, though, the New Yorker piece, which was about the scientist David Eagleman, who …
Monthly Archives: May 2011
The Boy has a Birthday
Today is the boy’s third birthday. This is a very big deal to him. I can tell because the leading edge of all his learning is centered around his birthday. The first month he learned to say was May. The first numbers he learned were two and, increasingly, three. Some of his best and clearest …
I Had a Dream
As surely annoying as it is to hear about someone else’s dreams, especially on a website ostensibly about parenting, but this dream, which along with a mosquito kept me from a proper night’s sleep the other day on the island of Samos, is odd enough that I’m going to force you to read about it: …
Our Fair City: The Big Jerk
Since this has proven, in large measure, to be Nathan Bike Week at DadWagon (see here and here), I felt compelled by guilt and puerile competitiveness to chime in. I haven’t been to Amsterdam in many years, and I was too fogged in (make of that what you will) to ride a bike. But I …