When JP was first born, his mother and I used to discuss what he might do for a living when he grew up. We both agreed that he could do just about anything he wanted, with one exception: what I do. Now, I’m not doing so badly. I work for a reputable magazine, and every …
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Raccoon Parents: or why rabid, prickly animals are just like us
Ah, the joys of a slow news day on the Times’ Motherlode blog. What sweetmeats of journalistic nonsense does it bring us, our faithful DadWagon readers? A feast for the senses, indeed! Nothing short of raccoon parenting, folks, as in why did the evil little beastie cross the road with its child and not let it …
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A Week on the Wagon: Dry Tortugas!
Dry Tortugas only played an indirect role on the Wagon this week, but it sure is funny to say out loud. Go ahead and try it. You’ll laugh, I promise. Don’t worry, I’ll wait…there–don’t you feel better? Refreshed? On to blogging. First, there was Warren, our trusty LA guest-blogger, who really should stop thinking about …
Do as little work today as possible!
It’s World Cup time, folks. What, never heard of the World Cup? Well, it’s nothing less than the global phenomenon during which drunk Brits beat each other with lager bottles, where Germans visit brothels for sport, where everyone goes crazy for football, and–here comes the truth, folks–people in the United States neglect their work, wives, children, …