It started with a throwaway joke. “Look at us, driving a minivan to Costco. We’re livin’ the dream,” I said to my wife on Sunday. Then it all came crashing down, the words reverberating in my skull. I sat there…
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Posted in Parenting Tagged with: CH, Costco, crocs, growing old, minivan, parenting, shopping, thunderdome
I Love Cleaning
This is what Child Harbat told me yesterday when I found her out cleaning the front gate. Here I have an incredible opportunity–do I channel this enthusiasm into household chores or do I leave it as a simple joy? She…
Skinny Dipping
To start off, I apologize to all those who came look for racy pictures. This happens with some of my posts, like “Gruesome Crime Scene Photos”, “Rainbow! Unicorns! Rainbow Unicorns!”, and “Click Here to Make Money Spew Out of Your…
Some Places Have Memories
Have you ever visited a place that just felt off? It’s a vibe, an embedded memory, or a series of coincidences that taint your view like fingerprints on glasses. This weekend we went to a local park, a small reservoir…
Posted in Events, Writing Tagged with: fiction, kids, park, playground, post-apocalyptic, reservoir, zombies
Welcome!
Hey readers, you’ve made it to the new page! I know this is the second time I’ve switched ships. The first time was when Vox developed a slow leak that eventually split the hull sank so I jumped ship to…
Reading Time with Kids
I’ve been reading to my kids for over five years now and have found some great books and some clunkers. I’ve learned that while Child Harbat, previously Baby Harbat, would happily sit still for a prolonged book reading session, The…
Easter Braid
Sometimes Uncle F%#k-Up does something right. For Easter I was tasked with making a pretty bread. Since I am King Pretty I thought this would be a snap. Then my wife gave me a Martha Stewart recipe that showed…
Oh Yeah, Pizza!
It seems like a silly thing to forget, pizza. People are constantly talking about it, folks on TV are eating it, people who work at pizza shops are asked to make complex drawings on pizza boxes. It’s everywhere! So how…
The Extroverted Kid
Every time I think Child Harbat might be not quite as extroverted as I observe, she does something that reinforces my beliefs. I’m used to being forced to be an audience member for tricks in the pool, shows in the…
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