Archive for March 2013
Spamming scumbag of the week
Each week, amongst the many interesting, insightful and occasionally scathing comments on my blog, I find comments by businesses and/or spammers who are clever enough to construct comments that avoid spam detection technology. I delete these comments and ban their IP address, but I know that I will be doing the same thing again tomorrow…
Read MoreThe essence of New England weather
Less than 48 hours later:
Read MoreSnooze button sucks
I have always been anti-snooze button. There is no better way to waste time than to remain in bed after you have awoken. People waste hundreds, if not thousands of hours, a year doing this. If you’re going to be awake, you might as well start your day. The snooze button is a contributor to…
Read MoreWorst super power ever
It turns out that I write about my super powers quite often. First there was a post about my actual super hero persona: Mr. Indestructible. I cannot be killed (having been brought back from death twice already) nor have I ever bruised, and I have not vomited since 1983, yet I tend to be hurt…
Read MoreHe’s nine months old!
Mystery of Prince Rupert’s Drop
This is the most fascinating six minutes of video on the Internet today. That is all.
Read MoreA question about female criticism that is likely to get me killed.
I am only asking, so please don’t kill me. There seems to be an enormous amount of angry, female criticism of Sheryl Sandberg’s LEAN IN on the Internet. Tweets, Facebook posts, blog posts, commenters. I can’t help but think that if a man wrote a similar book suggesting that men engage in a paradigm shift…
Read MoreUnprecedented sibling love (and the people who suck at life who want to spoil it)
I don’t think I have ever seen as much sibling love and affection as exists between my two kids. Parents of children older than mine are fond of telling me that this moment of bliss won’t last. Sibling love will eventually give way to sibling rivalry. While this may be true, you have to truly…
Read MoreAn interview with my not-so-fictional character
In case you didn’t know, Mrs. Gosk, the third grade teacher in MEMOIRS OF AN IMAGINARY FRIEND, is a real person. I’ve worked with her for the past fifteen years, and when I started my teaching career, she served as my mentor. When it came time to choose the best teacher possible for Max and…
Read MoreBe different. But be prepared to suffer, despite what parents and teachers may tell you.
While I think this book looks excellent, it also seems to embrace a fundamental flaw in the teaching of young people. It’s an issue that I am slightly obsessed with. We tell our children to be themselves. Be different. Blaze their own trail. Ignore peer pressure. Find their own style. But unless those differences allow…
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