For as much ribbing as he gets, my dad is a pretty even-tempered guy.

Easter. Even if this isn’t how it happened, it’s how I remember it. One year, my father was in charge of hiding the Easter eggs. He was only in charge of hiding the Easter eggs for one year, for a good reason. He’s a very clever guy. You don’t want clever when it comes to

Death to Ecology! A snippet of fiction. He’d expected the life flashing before his eyes (it was the moment for it) to be his own. Unfortunately, all he saw was the life of a fundamentalist Vegitarian slug from a small G-type star near the Southern Cross constellation; instead of gaining some kind of insight into

On the other hand…he did spend all day (all day) today doing spring cleaning.

I’m not a professional mother…just an amateur. Smooch! Every once in a while I catch myself being a mother at Ray instead of, if you will, with her. I can tell because I want her out of my hair. So I can do something. Anything. From start to finish. Those aren’t the good times. She

Ray updates. She went in a little early today for her six-month checkup. Length: 27 inches. Weight: 17 lbs. 8 oz. Head size: average. Other stats 95% for age and gender. Gluteal folds symmetrical. Development on track. We are go for Cheerios, I repeat, go for Cheerios.

The sensitive lover. So (and all underage readers may here avert your eyes), Good Saturday I was happily contemplating a lotta hot sex and a little gumbo when I get this call. “Honey? Do you miiiiind if I bring Joe over?” “You were still planning to get laid, right?” “Yeah…” “Well, bring him over,” I

Geocities cannot find my webpage. Right.

Reviews, continued. Five Moral Pieces. It’s going to be hard to write something to convince anyone to read this book that doesn’t already read Umberto Eco, a writer and professor of semiotics* in Italy. For those of you who have, this isn’t Travels with a Salmon, this isn’t Six Walks in the Fictional Woods. This

Reviews. Movies: Zoolander, Iron Monkey, Musketeer. Books: Five Moral Pieces (Umberto Eco), New Basics (Cookbook), The Laughing Corpse (Anita Blake). Gratuitous quote from a Terry Pratchett novel. Zoolander. Maybe this movie isn’t everyone’s cup of freaky tea. I mean, who wants to wake up with a midget folk band and a hangover? I have to