Bad Dads We Love: Draft Card Edition

I went to the usually very funny and faux-informative Adult Ed lecture series last night (in the bar that sort of banned strollers OMG). A couple of my friends were reading from their war books about murder and manhunts. They were good but not very funny at all, but the final presenter was Ken Freedman, …

Bad Dads We Love: Daddy Juice

At some point in JP’s infanthood I started referring to alcohol as “Daddy Juice.” I don’t remember exactly when, but it seems likely that it was pretty early on, probably when he was old enough to reach for my glass of beer/wine/sangria, and for me to pull it away, saying, “Now, now. Not for you, …

Bad Dads We Love: Schmucks at the Hospital

Last night the girlfriend and I took a tour of the hospital where she is going to deliver the baby. Rather than bore you with my thoughts about how different it was doing this the second time around, how nervous the other first-time parents seemed, how much of an old pro I felt myself to …

Bad Dads We Love: Playboy’s Deadbeat Dad

Did you know Playboy has a blog? Did you care? I mean, the men’s magazine hasn’t been relevant in either the pornographic world or the literary world for at least a decade, so when Hef’s crew launched The Smoking Jacket (recently? a while back? who knows?) no one really noticed. But yesterday, the blog published …