‘I Want to Pee Like Daddy’
Sep12

‘I Want to Pee Like Daddy’

Two-year-olds aren’t made to be quiet, so when my daughter left the room and a few minutes of silence followed, it caused alarm. When I followed her, I found her atop the step stool with her hands on her cheeks, elbows on her knees with a pout. The most beautiful combination of words rolled out of her mouth like poetry: “I want to pee like daddy.” That was 10 years ago, when I was a 21-year-old boy with a daughter. I...

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My Love-Hate With Online Dating
Sep06

My Love-Hate With Online Dating

I contacted my friend Carla, owner of Huckleberry Market on California’s central coast. I needed a quote on roses. I inquired, “How much does 10 dozen roses cost? I don’t need a vase, only stems. And can this easily be carried?” She replied, “You will look like you’re carrying a rose garden and it would be $648 with tax.” That’s the cost of The Girlfriend Experience; 120 roses. Online...

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A New Year’s Resolution
Dec27

A New Year’s Resolution

Let me start by saying thank you. Thank you for following.  Thank you for being a fan.  Thank you for the likes, comments and shares.  Thank you for sticking around.  Thank you for being you.  Thank you for allowing me to be me.  Thank you for your time. This next year is going to rock, and if everything goes as planned, the first version of Genesis will be released by Mother’s Day 2014.  Like my friend tells me, “Work as if there is...

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Love Isn’t All I Need
Nov20

Love Isn’t All I Need

I’ve written over 4,000 words about this, hoping to release what’s been bottled up.  The first draft was like the Mentos and Diet Coke experiment; an explosion of emotional baggage I’ve carried since the first breakup.  After reading it a few times, I realized that was not something I’d want anyone to read, even if they could comprehend it.  So I started over.  The second draft was less volatile, shook up with the leftover...

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Know Why I Say No
Oct25

Know Why I Say No

I’m a dad.  I’m a male.  My inability to create lists, especially shopping ones, is the main cause in my frequency at Target.  The item in question, the purpose of my visit, never makes it to my cart, subsequently never making it into my home, therefore causing the dreadful and unnecessary revisit.  Sure, I end up with a cart full of things I didn’t want but when I reach my house, especially when the item was toilet paper, that’s when...

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