Raising a child is a darn frightening experience. Moms, have you even seen what those things look like coming out? Of course you haven’t. You’re up there enjoying your drugs and…I don’t know…iced coffee? I might be misremembering my children’s birth. I was really lightheaded during the first go-around. I don’t remember much but I do remember that on the business end of baby-having everything is gross and terrifying. But guess what, parents? It doesn’t end there. Nope. When you bring that baby into your house you’re bringing a whole world of weird in with it. Now, my wife and I have seen Keep Reading >>>
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Keeping The Earth Alive And Your Yard Undead: Upcycled Halloween Decorations
Any true craftsman will say, “Measure twice, cut once.” But if you’re like me it’s more like, “Close your eyes and hope you don’t lose a thumb.” It’s Halloween, and if you’re an environmentally friendly hippy with time on your hands between protests or if you’re a broke guy with an underwhelming job, this post is for you. I love this holiday and I love decorating for it. The first year I decorate my yard, I realized that not only did I not have the money for any of this stuff, but also the store-bought products looked terrible. I wasn’t about to pay $50 for a tombstone that I could make on Keep Reading >>>
There Are Not Enough Hours In The Day For This Stay-At-Home Dad
If you’re a stay-at-home mom, I’m probably not going to tell you anything new, but being a stay-at-home mom can suck. Don’t get wrong, tending to home and family is rewarding both emotionally and spiritually. Plus, you get to binge watch GLOW while you Pledge the china cabinet. But there is a lot more that goes on in a day than your working spouse even realizes. How do I know this? Because I used to be the working spouse, before I became the stay-at-home dad. There Are Not Enough Hours In The Day For This Stay-At-Home Dad When I came home from a long day at the office, I would find my Keep Reading >>>
Know Who Cares About Your Life Choices? Not This Guy!
I was thinking about Milo Yiannopoulos the other day. If you don’t know who Milo is, that’s okay. It’s not important. But what you should know, at least in regards to this post, is that he’s young, handsome, and fabulously super-gaybones. I began to wonder about Milo’s parents. Did they know he was gay? Were they in shock at the news? Where they angry? Confused? Know who wouldn't have given a crap? Me. I have no effs to give about anyone elses non-threatening life choices. And honestly, you shouldn't, either. Know Who Cares About Your Life Choices? Not This Guy! Still, Milo got me Keep Reading >>>
I’m A Grown-Up, But I Don’t Feel Like One
When I was a kid, my dad scared me shitless. Grown-ups might as well have been gods for all the unquestionable authority they held. Parents, teachers, cops, pastors, random strangers at the grocery store who felt it was okay to pat me on the head because I was so damn cute. Grown-ups looked like grown-ups. They dressed differently from kids. They talked differently. They held jobs and bought stuff and got to watch “R” rated movies. I couldn’t wait to be an adult and inherit their unlimited power. But here I am, 37 years old, and I’m still that scared kid. I'm a grown-up, but I don't feel Keep Reading >>>
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