Is It Manly Enough?

So the other day I had just finished dropping off the evil, um, precious children at camp, and the morning radio DJ asked for people to call in with the “Unmanliest jobs they had seen a man doing.” My first thought. “Fuck You. How dare you! This question is part of...

Killer Potatoes

This is the kind of thing I have to put up with: Daughter brings me dinner. “Here mom, I have dinner for you.” “Thanks, honey. It looks good.” “I’m not so sure about the potatoes. I ate a bite and then threw-up but maybe you’ll have better luck.” Laughing, she walks...