I’m Almost Cool

I had my first celebrity moment yesterday. I went to the dentist to have my teeth cleaned, sat down in the chair, and noticed the dental hygenist looking at me strangely. I just kinda smiled, not sure what was up. It was time for my yearly x-rays, so she made me bite all the plates... Continue Reading →

Water Hates Me

I think maybe it's my family name or something, but water really hates me. It hated my dad, too. We're talking everything from being stranded on Lake Michigan in a speedboat that wouldn't run (with my dad going pale and desperately trying to wave down distant ships as we drifted farther and farther form shore),... Continue Reading →

Parenting is Messed Up

The other day I was sitting in the living room while Heather was playing. She's got this thing now where she just falls down on purpose. She'll be standing there, saying something or playing with a doll or whatever, and then just plop!, she's down. She'll lie there laughing while Nic and I are freaking... Continue Reading →

Old Man

Last night I played pick-up basketball for the first time in five or six years. No, it didn't go well, thanks for asking. I started out just playing one-on-one with the only other dude in the gym. I scored precisely zero points against him. Remember the video of that plastic grocery bag dancing in the... Continue Reading →

Kindle First!

Hey! There's a big secret I've been keeping for like six months now... my book, PUNISHMENT, which is due for publication on Feb 1st, is part of the Kindle First (now Amazon First Reads) program. It's available free for all Prime members today, and at a discounted price for everyone else.


The girls and I watched How the Grinch Stole Christmas the other day (the cartoon, not the Jim Carrey version, which I've never seen and refuse to watch) and I was reminded of that maybe Christmas doesn't come from a store, maybe Christmas means a little bit more. Only I'm having the best freakin' December... Continue Reading →

Squirrel the Caterpillar

I think it's every dad's job to antagonize his kids. Or maybe it's just me? Sam's still a little young to know when I'm just busting her chops (although she's getting there), but I've spent a great deal of time giving Heather grief. For instance, she'll say something like, "Can we have pork chops for... Continue Reading →

The Basketball Diaries – Part Three

Ty and I were standing on the sidelines waiting to play. This was somewhere around 2004, and I had been playing basketball three times a week, a couple hours a session, since 1998. Needless to say, my game had changed. After all, I'd now been playing basketball for about as long as I played football,... Continue Reading →

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