So I’ve been posting on Substack, like a blog, instead of here. The reason for that is simple, I wanted to see if people would see it when I then posted links to my writing on Social Media. And they did. If I post links to this website, people won’t see them as much. A […]

I may be letting a bit of a secret out by admitting this, but… I’m not really just like I am in this diary versus Real Life. I write in here with stories and opinions that paint a certain picture, build a persona of someone that isn’t quite like me. When the time comes for […]

She’s happy, she’s healthy, she’s perfect. Simply Perfect. They made me leave the hospital, though I tried to stay, and I am home now, staying up much later than Wife would allow given the amount of sleep (~4 hours over last 2 days) and excitement (~50 Brazillian Shitloads) I’ve had lately, but I can’t seem […]

I meet my baby tomorrow. I Know her quite well already, somehow, but I finally get to touch her skin and smell her head and nibble her feet. Tomorrow. And Nothing will ever be the same again. Wish me luck.

I actually wrote this in an email to a friend, but then figured I’d not only like more concrete documentation of this line of thinking than an item in my “Sent” folder, but that I’d like to share it with more than just one person. I?ve been doing lots of thinking about this kind of […]

We’re prepping for an Ameralian Turkey Day here, at our home, for ALL the family, tomorrow. CrazyCatLady has, naturally, diva-like and dramatically usurped the role of Center of Attention and is cooking the turkey, stuffing, and candied yams. Yes, I told her the latter is disgusting and noone really eats them, but she’d already loudly […]

The Thorpedo retired yesterday and that’s what I came up with on my own, making Wife blow a little bit of the clear kind of snot out her nose. And I’m not even FROM here. Heh. NO, I’m not linking and all that. You can look ‘im up. Faaawksakes. Here: The champion swimmer announced yesterday […]

Through the seemingly constant cries of “but we’re NOT American!” we did it. Me and my boy braved the cold and cruel elements to do our part for the propagation of my cultural identity. We went Trick-or-Treating. And by ?cold and cruel? I mean… um… ha ha, it?s Spring here. Wife had a few rows […]

Ed: Attempted to post last night, but techinical difficulties in the form of a bottle of Madfish Wine prevented me from doing so. A not infrequent occurrence in our household is to have a waking-up-way-too-goddam-early child unlatch our bedroom door and poke his little head in with a ?HiGoodMorning!? before gently clambering across Wife?s swollen […]