For over a week now, neither bedtime nor nap time commences until the two-year old gets her fix of Where the Wild Things Are.  “Why Things!” she says, drawing it…View post

Some time ago when metrosexuals were all the rage I did a story that never got published.  The premise involved a magazine having me fly pretty much straight from 10…View post

Big thunderstorm yesterday morning, came up fast on the heels of a sunny dawn, undulating torrents of rain, lightning that struck with a snap, and locomotive thunder.  The two-year-old stood…View post

OK, it’s 25 minutes after midnight, just finished the dishes, laundry still a rumpled dump on the living room floor.  I’m Mister-Mommin’ it.  Wife taking a richly-deserved few days at…View post

Every now and then (just happened again today) someone who has just finished reading Truck: A Love Story requests that I post Before and After photos of my ’51 ‘Binder…View post