Today was the first time that I pushed Cheryl around the mall in a wheel chair. Today was the first time Beth broke the family room couch. Today was the first time that I went to the store and bought a shoot ’em up computer game.
Oh yeah, today was also the first time I posted an entry from the new computer.
Holy cow, you bought another new computer?
Yes, yes. Pilgrimages to the computer…
Tomorrow, August 26, 2004 – a date that will live in infamy – the Kauffman household will be visited by men who will take away our extra king sized bed. As many of you may know, this is an event we have not come upon lightly. Opposing forces have repeatedly skirmished over the fate of that precious space: the baby’s room. Neutral arbiters have weighed in with their opinions, both…
The husband in this episode is going through his sock drawer, looking to pack some socks for his bicycle ride to work the next morning,
“Cheryl, where did all of these dress socks come from?”
“They were preserved in their original packaging, nestled safely in the back of your closet.”
“Hmm, those are pretty cool.”
Cheryl, filled nearly to bursting with baby, was…
Cheryl and I have been looking forward to having another child for several years now. If all goes well, that wait will end sometime in the next eight weeks. Sometime, two months from now, we’ll be getting out of bed prematurely thinking: “what the hell were we thinking?” We’ll be sitting on the couch relaxing with a baby in our arms, enjoying a moment of peace unlike any…
Despite my damn near traitorous political disagreements with our president (I’m sure it keeps him up a night), in many ways I am the consummate American. Like many of my freedom loving brothers and sisters living in the American dreamscape, I suffer from a short attention span. One week, I exercise with the zeal of Lance himself. The next? I’m no better than millions of meat and potato…
In Word, I typed “its” – the contraction of “it is” not the possessive of “it.” In its infinite wisdom, Word “autocorrected” my word to “it’s” which apparently was correct. The contraction of “it is” has an apostrophe, the possessive version of “it” does not (or so says the English Grammar Rules…
When was the last time you came home to find your sock drawer rearranged? This is the horror of a nesting mother.
“Cheryl, why does my sock drawer look different?”
“Because I was sick of seeing you walk around in socks with holes in them when you’ve got packages of unopened socks in your closet.”
I was really tired from a long day at the office, followed by the death…
I was driving to work, and I was late. I was pulling onto the highway and signaled my intent to switch lanes. Alumni from the New York School of Big City Driving know that this was my first mistake. Signaling, turning your head, making eye contact, or any other means of contact with the driver behind you is a sign of weakness; and you know what a predator does with the weak member of the herd…
The forecast for Hades today calls for a high around twenty-eight degrees, with a chance for light snow flurries by evening. Those of you coming across the river (Styx) this morning need to watch out for some ice on the bridges. Otherwise, it should be a pleasant change from all of the hot weather we’ve been having over the last few millennia.
I had an appointment with a chiropractor.
To…
This entry started with a comment made on NPR. Frank Deford appears on NPR once a week to provide a piece of commentary on sports. This week he made an appearance in the studio for a brief interview in which he discussed the sporting events he’s following this summer. Near the end of the interview he was asked if he was following baseball, and he replied that he was following Baltimore…