Week 8: Days a Week

This week was a more certain one than last. By that I mean life seemed a little more known; answers were had (see previous post), tangible progress was made, and probably something else but I’m mostly excited for these two. Baby is healthy and emotionally stable (maybe? check here for an interesting take on mother-infant associations and […]

Week 9: So far, so fine.

    Well, this week had some ups and downs, as I’m sure many will after this. We started out with a bit of a down. My wife and I had particular things we were looking forward to happening during the pregnancy, as I’m sure many soon-to-be parents before us have had. The whole idea […]

Marooned on Hog Island – 21st Amendment Brewery

  Exhausted by the tedious work and rancid beer, deck swabs O’Sullivan and Freccia abandoned Sir Francis Drake’s Galleon. Days later, they washed up on a tiny island in Tomales Bay where they encountered local oyster farmers John and Terry. Soon, these beer mutineers and oyster mercenaries were feasting on roast pig, fresh oysters and […]

Week 10: The Countdown Starts

  I am going to be a father.   This isn’t something too terribly new to me, I’ve known for the past thirty or so weeks. It feels new though every time I say it. I’m not entirely sure why this is but I have a few ideas. I’ve always wanted to be a dad. […]

On being a disappointing god.

Is that you, God? There comes a time in every person’s life where they will feel alone. This is natural and to be expected. This aloneness is one of the many things that binds and separates all of us; we will experience it and yet will react differently, sometimes vastly so. We can relate to one […]

Legendary Food Roulette, burrito style.

Or, how I learned to stop fighting and love misunderstanding. Ladies and gentlemen, the story you are about to read is true, only the names have been changed to protect the guilty. Upon entering the drive-thru of a well-known fast food establishment, I approach the speaker box with hungry naiveté. After giving me the appropriate […]

The Harvesters Come

It always happened on a Tuesday. Ever since he was young, which did not seem that long ago, Bud knew that he would meet his fate on a Tuesday. All of his ancestors came to their demise on a Tuesday, all of his friends and their ancestors came to their end on a Tuesday. In […]