When I was seventeen, my family took a trip to Europe for summer vacation. We spent a week in France, a week in Germany, a few days in Amsterdam and a week in England. Mostly London.
At the time, I was about to go to college as a theatre major and all I wanted to do in London was go see plays. My parents wanted to go to all sorts of historical buildings and stuff and I resented it at the time. One play a day hardly seemed fair. Who gave a crap about the Tower of London?
The Tower of London, by the way, was pretty cool. I regret it took me several years to realize that.
Last week, I wrote about how my son was being bullied and how proud I was of his response.
A lot of people told me how he sounds like a great kid and they also told him this weekend. Before the weekend, I made a facebook post wherin I suggested that those who wished to should give him $5.00 to help replace a 3DS he lost last week. Several people asked if there was a way to do it online.
So for those folks, here is a way to donate to his DS fund through paypal. You can only donate $5.00. I don’t want anyone to donate more than that. If you can’t afford $5.00, that’s OK.
If we make more than what we need to buy him a DS, we will donate the remainder to Minnesotans United for All Families.
If you would rather make a $5.00 to Minnesotans United in his name, that would also be terrific.
Thanks for all the love and support he’s received. He doesn’t entirely undersand it but I know he appreciates it.
Here’s the donation button for those who would like to use it:
Last week, I sat down with Levi Weinhagen and recorded an episode of Pratfalls of Parenting. I’ve been doing a lot of podcasting lately but I’m usually the host. It was fun being the subject. I believe I said interesting and amusing things but I haven’t had a chance to listen to the finished podcast yet. You can listen for yourself!
Apologies to those hoping for lots of stuff from the Republican National Convention. I just can’t get to riled up about a bunch of rah-rah speeches meant to serve as a sort of infomercial for the Republican product. I get as annoyed by the Republican convention as I get excited by the Democratic convention.
Not much at all.
Boy, that Paul Ryan is a lying douchebag, though.
I have to hand it to Romney. Up to this point in the campaign, I haven’t given a shit about what he’s had to say because he’s been so unerringly dull. He finally said something (sort of) interesting when he pointed out that nobody has asked to see his birth certificate.
You know why that is, right Mitt? It’s because you are white.
I think we should start asking to see Mitt’s birth certificate, don’t you? Hey Mitt, where the fuck is your long form birth certificate? How do we know you aren’t Canadian? Or from some Nordic country? WE DEMAND TO KNOW!!!!
My family and I are currently on vacation at Walt Disney World. We are Disney Vacation Club members and that means we come here with some frequency. I’m not going to pretend I don’t love Walt Disney World. I adore the place.
This year, we are trying to be pretty frugal. My wife had a bad fall during the one ice storm we had this winter (if I believed in bad luck – I would believe she had the worst ever) and is not working so we need to conserve funds. We brought our own food for breakfasts, we are on a strict “no souvenir” diet, etc.
My son Alex is a Boy Scout and he really enjoys it. He very much wants to make it all the way to Eagle Scout and I want to support him on his journey. They have been so anxious to work with his social challenges and find ways that he can be included in the group. Every moment he’s spent with scouts has helped me to ignore the misgivings I have about the Boy Scouts of America.
And yet, I do have misgivings. Primary among them is their unflinching policy when it comes to gays and lesbians involved in their organization.
I’m Just loving this picture my mom posted of me and my brother when we were kids. I’m the big brother.
Talk about a great picture of a couple of kids just enjoying the spring snow melt! I spend a lot of time trying to capture my own kids with natural smiles. It only happens when they are too busy enjoying themselves to notice the camera.
I remember that jacket. Couldn’t tell you one other thing about the picture, but I remember the jacket.
I showed this picture to some friends and didn’t tell them who the kids were. They thought it was my two boys. Pretty amazing how much my children look like me and my brother. My wife says I breed true.
I guess it’s pretty clear our kids are mine.
Or my brother’s…..
I take a ton of pictures when I’m on vacation. It is a blessing and a curse of the digital photography age that you don’t have to worry about getting the “best” shot. You can just take a few hundred pictures and when you get home, you can identify the ten that are actually worth keeping.
My goal is to take pictures that tell good stories.
As I’ve been looking through my pictures of the family trip to Monterey, I’ve especially enjoyed this one:
The Archdiocese of St. Paul decided that it isn’t doing enough to combat the evil spectre of gay marriage in America so they have started to focus on the kids.
The Star Tribune reported on a mandatory assembly that DeLasalle High Schoolers were recently forced to attend. The subject of the assembly was, of course, marriage and we all know what that is code for, right?