Family and Fatherhood

Like Taking Candy – Crap I Think Of While Mowing the Lawn…#24

Volume 24

(other than This Lawn Looks Like Crap)

 

Interesting, if not always deep, thoughts often pop into my head while I’m doing battle with my lawn. And yes, I do battle with a non-gas, non-electric, old-fashioned push mower. An actual reel mower. And my mind tends to think of some semi-interesting crap while I push along.

Welcome to Volume 24 of Crap I Think of While Mowing the Lawn.

 

LIKE TAKING CANDY

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Crap I Think of While Mowing the Lawn – # 20

(other than This Lawn Looks Like Crap)

 

Interesting, if not always deep, thoughts often pop into my head while I’m doing battle with my lawn. And yes, I do battle with a non-gas, non-electric, old-fashioned push mower. An actual reel mower. And my mind tends to think of some semi-interesting crap while I push along.

 

Mower and Statesman

Welcome to Volume 20 of Crap I Think of While Mowing the Lawn.

 

BACK TO THE LINC

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CRAP I THINK OF WHILE MOWING THE LAWN – #6

Crap I Think of While Mowing the Lawn

Volume 6

(other than This Lawn Looks Like Crap)

 

Interesting, if not deep, thoughts often pop into my head while I’m doing battle with my lawn. And yes, I do battle with a non-gas, non-electric, old-fashioned push mower. An actual reel mower. And my mind tends to think of some semi-interesting crap while I push along.

Crap I Think Of pic

 

Welcome to Volume 6 of Crap I Think of While Mowing the Lawn.

 

WISTFUL THINKING

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CRAP I THINK OF WHILE MOWING THE LAWN – #2

Crap I Think of While Mowing the Lawn

Volume 2

(other than This Lawn Looks Like Crap)

 

Interesting, if not deep, thoughts often pop into my head while I’m doing battle with my lawn. And yes, I do battle with a non-gas, non-electric, old-fashioned push mower. An actual reel mower. And my mind tends to think of some semi-interesting crap while I push along.

Welcome to Volume 2 of Crap I Think of While Mowing the Lawn.

 

Mower and Statesman

 

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The New Legend of PUNK-sutawney Phil

Did you ever see the movie Groundhog Day…Groundhog Day…Groundhog Day?

1994. Bill Murray. Andie MacDowell, Haven’t seen her in a long time, which may be good as in my memory, she is still looking very good, and also not too bad of an actress.

Two Book Crossover 11.13

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RESOLUTIONS – The 2014 Edition

As I write, 2014 is still that proverbial blank page to be filled in, and my last chance to attack 2013 as a writer is also very open.

 

This morning, around 4 am – a time when I usually either first get up or go to sleep – I started thinking about my resolutions, and how irresolute I’ve been all year, and for many years now.

Two Book Crossover 11.13

 

During an insomniac’s trip to the bathroom, I flipped open a page from my book, “All That Twitters is not Goldberg: Truthful Humor from a Vindicated Columnist” and found my list of resolutions for 2008. To my chagrin, if not surprise, I found that many of those same resolutions are still unfulfilled today. Consistency in this respect is not such a good thing.

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So…You Think You Can Trance?

I realize that I haven’t changed, or matured, all that much since childhood, but recent observations have me wondering whether I used to be like this.

 

Two Book Crossover 11.13

This morning over a very informal and late breakfast, I’m having a conversation with my soon-to-be-nine-year-old nephew, Alex. Okay, it’s not something that you’ll want a transcript of, or ever see on Charlie Rose, but it’s reasonably coherent and intelligent. The commercial break ends and then,  in mid-answer…

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Slippery, Snowy Slopes

Two Book Crossover 11.13

 

As blizzards go, today’s glorified dusting of snow hardly registered, yet it was enough to make me go back in time…

 

Picture this: Sicily. 1917. Ooops: Picture this: Mt. Laurel, sometime in the late 1960s or 1970s. No internet. Radio reigned supreme for moments like this. Yes, I (for the most part) enjoyed attending school, but going to school was never a match for it being canceled due to inclement weather. Not even close.

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Benny, the Muckdog

 

Muckdogs cap

 

Meet my son, Muckdog Benny.

 

Wasn’t it just yesterday that he was soiling his diapers? And now he’ll be dirtying his tee-ball uniform as a member of the mighty Muckdogs. Yep, Daddy’s proud. Can’t wait…

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Remembering Mama Tan

This is for those who knew her, for those who didn’t have the opportunity to do so and for those like me who may be trying to somehow define those memories just a little more.

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WHAT’S IN A (MIDDLE) NAME?

(Speed-Blog style: 5 Minutes to Conceive, 20 to Write, a little time to Read)

 

 

What is it about middle names?

 

Many of us hide our middle names until we are outed. I’m not sure why, exactly, this is. I am starting to suspect, or at least confirm my suspicion of, the main reasons.

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GUESSED READER

The email message came from Miss Prisk, my son Benny’s pre-school teacher.

 

March is Read Across America month, and she is looking for parents to visit the classroom and read to her kids for 20 minutes or so.

 

 

Easy enough. Since my wife started working again, I drive Benny to school for a 1 pm start and pick him up at 3:30. Between trying to figure out where to park somewhat near the school, signing him in and the commute itself, it seems that I have about 43 minutes to get things done between drop off (1 pm) and pickup (3:30 pm). So, one day at 3 pm—leaving 13 minutes for errands—would not be too much of a hardship, right?

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Hoping For Change

 

So, here we are, just ten months—give or take—away from the next Presidential election, and two days away from the start of 2012.

 

Yessir, it’s a leap year, which means a new (or same) President will be elected and another Summer Olympiad will be contested. I still get geared up for both of these events, if not quite as geeked up as I used to.

 

 

 

As an aside, should the two events be combined, or would that produce too much illegal brain doping? Discuss.

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Pet Peeves of a Pre-School Daddy

 

 

 

I can’t say that it came suddenly, but when I take a step back, it seems just a little odd that we’re taking our three-year-old son, Benny, to school every day. Yes, it took me a long time to enter fatherhood and Benny’s been jabbering for months and months about going to school. This didn’t exactly sneak up on us.

 

And it is only pre-school, a two-and-a-half hour glorified play time that won’t determine whether he goes to Harvard at age 15 or still struggles with his GED at age 33. Still, my wife Ruby and I want Benny to get off to a good start. Has he?

 

Maybe, I’m seeking some unattainable picture of perfection here, but I’m just not sure.

 

Yes, he still loves school after his first three days, and there’s been no separation anxiety on his end. He goes right into the classroom and gives us almost nonchalant, teenager-like goodbyes when he enters Room 102. From my perspective, I guess this beats the heck out of the ten-minute wail, popularized by a couple of his classmates.

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