Well, that depends on how you define a geek. By most measures, I certainly am one. I own multiple soldering irons. Just the other day, I trashpicked a broken stereo turntable and got it working again, and hooked it up to my computer so I can start recording MP3 files off my old LPs. And …
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We’ve been talking about babyproofing the house for weeks—months, really. We have sized up our living room, our sharp corners, our dangling power cords, our low shelves. And we have done… well, not nothing, but next to nothing. Even last weekend, when three suspicious-looking dudes I know brought their toddlers to visit, we didn’t quite …
Actually, it was Friday night, not today, and it happened in, of all places, Vancouver. Every time they come around, I watch the Olympics’ opening ceremonies, which are very possibly the strangest entertainment event in the world. They fail to move me, unless by “move” you mean “cause me to wonder aloud what on earth …
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Maybe we at Dadwagon went a little stir-crazy owing to this week’s snowstorm, because exasperation was in the air. Consider Nathan: taking a gimlet-eyed view of V-day, griping about federal bureaucracy, proposing that a few minor injuries to his kid wouldn’t be so bad. Or Matt, who mused on teen suicide, confronted an epic case …
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