Archive for the 'parenthood' Category
I Threw a Bottle At Someone Tonight
I’m sitting at a table at Dahlak, an Ethiopian bar in West Philly. Byron, who helped me with my plumbing, is sitting across from me at a different table. Byron looks like a skinny male version of Della “Touched By A Morbidly Obese Angel” Reese, and sees himself as a bottomless well of [...]
Read More..>>New Site
I am testing out my new site. Soon there will be different graphics.
There are things i don’t know how to use here.
Let’s see if Photobucket works.
Can we see Sam?
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Does linking work
Some Final Photos
Notice my fine, fine ass behind him. And if you think that’s scary…
here’s my old man. Behold, the ravages of AGE!
Tree Hugger
Read More..>>Photoblog: Sam’s May Visit
We’ll start with some beach photos. These are from Strathmere, a lovely stretch of beach near Ocean City. No life guards, no beach passes, and not a lot of people. Sheer bliss. Warning: Contains Pictures of Shirtless Brendan. Not for the Weak of Stomach.
Driving to the beach.
Path to Strathmere, through the dunes.
I [...]
Read More..>>Sam Went Home Today
I’ll get into any post-visit depression later. Right now, I want to simply, and hopefully briefly, describe my evening and morning.
We went to my friend Ryan’s house for a cookout in Northern Liberties. I know Ryan from Drinking Liberally: he and his wife Amy have two boys about Sam’s age. It was a [...]
Mind: Blown
Sam and I were watching the closing credits of Thomas: Calling All Enginges again tonight, a story following the rivalry, and consequent reconciliation, of steam engines and diesel engines on the Island of Sodor, when I noticed that he was trying to say the words the chorus of British children were singing. When that [...]
Read More..>>Two Sam Shots
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Sam is Visiting
Sam is visiting this week! I’ll have new pictures posted sometime later.
We worked on the deck yesterday, went on a walk around the neoighborhood, and dug some new flower beds on the back yard. This weekend, I’m taking friday off and we’re going out to New Jersey to visit my parents. [...]
Ghost Truck World
Moving to Philadelphia in January 1999 was the culmination of a really difficult year. I’d been with the same woman since 1992: both of us wildly dissatisfied with New Haven, Connecticut and the hole of crack, illy, and murder it was sinking into, we’d moved to Northampton Massachusetts together where I was enrolled at [...]
Read More..>>And Now It Appears That I Am Hostile
Apparently, sending the better part of my disposable income to Canada for the privilege of seeing my son for a few days every other month is not good enough. I have been told I am “more and more hostile” and “difficult to talk to on the phone” with every day. This is the first [...]
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