I was hoping it would be Dada. I’d even settle for something else like Pops or Old Man… I can’t be exactly sure, but if I had to guess, I’d say my son’s first word was actually Chickenfries. Yup, that one word just like that. And two years later, not Read more…
It’s 2007 and I’m getting ready to fly to Australia from New York. I figured if there’s ever a time to finally grow up intellectually and relax “with a good book” then this would be the time. Browsing the JFK bookstore, I finally came across two titles that sparked my Read more…
As the Panthers pre-game festivities are going down outside the window to my left, and an enormous stack of boxes looms to my right, we are days away from moving again. You’re reading this here because today is my first day writing an online journal – I am going to try this Read more…