"Oh, crap!"
"What? What's wrong?"
"I totally forgot to post a new masthead for March!"
"It's leap year. You get an extra day. It's like daylight savings time for lazy bloggers. Now, come back to...
Yesterday was the day Megan was supposed to get her phone back. But just as she was turning in her orange jumpsuit and signing her parole papers, new evidence in her case came in by way of her little sister.
"Dad,...
Finally, schools are teaching girls some skills they can use in life.
I still have Megan's phone. Her grounding is, at this point, open-ended. But I have to admit... each day I keep the phone from her I feel a little sense of accomplishment. The same sense of accomplishment one might feel, I...
"Oh, you should TOTALLY run against Chris Buttars in November."
"That's a race I might be able to win... but only because he's the only candidate that couldn't afford to pick a character fight."
"Wait. Would...
Raising a teenager is a hell of a thing. The past few days are evidence of that. Not that I'm any kind of expert or anything. I'm in way over my head, frankly, and I'm just barely getting started at it.
We've had...
"There's too much snow to leave the house. I'll never get to work today. I need to get a job where I get paid to take pictures of my dog balancing things on his head."
"We'd need to get a new dog for...
Between the lobby of my office building and the floor where my desk lives there are eighty-six stairs. How do I know? I counted them. Then I counted them again. In fact, I count them every time I climb them.
Why?...
This email from the new receptionist was just so filled with awesomitude that I couldn't not post it.
-Hey everyone-
I’m doing a little project and I need everyone’s updated information (new...
It started like this, "Dad, can I go to the movies with Tyson?"
"You mean with Tyson and his parents?"
"Well..."
"You mean with Tyson and his parents?"
"Dad!"
"You mean with Tyson and his...
Some of the parking at the building where I spend all day on Twitter work is covered by a freeway overpass. But, despite the fact that the overpass keeps the harsh weather off of my car, I rarely park in...
My father and I are hardly very different at all. When people meet him it is common for them to comment how alike we are in our mannerisms, conversation style and attitudes. Even the vertical wrinkle next to our left eye...
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