Why is it that all of my idols from childhood are drug addicts? Lawrence Taylor, Dwight Gooden, Jean-Michel Basquiat (kidding, sort of), and yes, Corey Haim. I will admit to shedding a tear at the demise of my favorite Lost Boy. Why couldn’t it be one of these guys? There’s no justice in the world. …
Continue reading “The Death of My Childhood: Corey Haim–weep–is gone”
A couple of weeks back I wrote about the difficulties I’ve had with my hard-bargaining little boy. I wondered if I would have more success hoodwinking JP if I employed the techniques of a master negotiator. So, I sought out a master negotiator. He’s Roger Dawson, the founder of the Power Negotiating Institute, author of You Can Get …
And it is in pageants. Thank you Zach Galifianakis. You have shown me my destiny as a father.
JP, cover your ears (or your eyes; this is a blog; oh wait, you’re three–you can’t read; continue with your business): New York HATES you. And let’s not even get into how they feel about Matt’s darling child Sasha. Don’t feel too bad, though, kids: they really hate me. We’ve been running a lot of …
