“If you are going to fight taking your medicine anyway, then I am going to sit on you, pry your mouth open and force it down your throat.”
That was me a couple of weeks ago – being all kind and fatherly. [Read more…]
This is not my mug shot…
As you can tell, I’m a white guy. I’m a little worn out, starting my journey through middle age en route to the grumpy old may shouting at kids to get them off of my lawn. Since you are reading this you know that I sometimes pretend to be a writer.
This past week Scaachi Koul, a senior writer at Buzzfeed Canada who happens to be a woman put a call out on Twitter for long form writing pitches particularly from writers who are not white and not male. [Read more…]
Sometimes the world makes me tired.
This morning while I was wracking my brain for camp lunch ideas I suddenly realized that my seven year old daughter was standing in the kitchen with me. She wasn’t doing anything, just standing with the vacant expression that appears on her face when the wheels are turning in her head or she is in TV-watching bliss.
I asked her what she was doing and she said she was listening to the radio. [Read more…]