I’m writing this post on Monday night, just after I’ve had my last bite of food before that thrilling ritual that parents (and others) get to enjoy: fasting for a life insurance physical. Isn’t that fun? There’s both the pleasant and the unnerving in taking out a policy on your life. First, it assumes you …
Author Archives: Theodore
My Favorite Blizzard
A few months back I wrote a post about how disasters can be liberating, which I now know to be unmitigated, sentimental claptrap. Disasters are called disasters for one important reason: they’re disasters, as in, they mess stuff up. Snow isn’t such a big deal, really, so long as you don’t have to do anything. …
The Real Life of DadWagon
Some of you fine folks might assume that editors of DadWagon, because we share this blog together, are actually friends. Well, ladies and gentlemen, let me disabuse of that notion, by sharing the following email string between Nathan, Matt, and me. Let me point out first, however, that my co-respondents are in Los Angeles and Key West as they respond, and …
No Thank You (cards)!
I don’t have enough fingers and toes to count all the kiddie birthday parties I’ve been to of late, but suffice it to say, the con artists at the Norwegian-organic-brain-toy store up the block will be eating steak this New Year, on me. As I go to these parties I’ve begun to notice a disturbing …