Category Archives: Boy was the young Dad

Game of Thrones

After visiting a friend’s mom in West Hollywood this morning we found ourselves leaving her house bearing the figurative and literal fruits one scores when parting with any grandmotherly woman. The spoils consisted of a bunch of grapes, bag of … Continue reading

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Snooze Your Own Adventure – Part 1

The Spouse and I take turns putting the The Child to bed. This is a fair and balanced system designed to give each other a break from pleading with our daughter to “just go the fuck to sleep.”  I was, … Continue reading

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Brace Yourself

There is an old saying that has always really spoken to me: “You can’t teach an old dog new tricks, but you can alter his physical appearance if you fit him with a dental appliance.” BoywastheyoungDad (me) had a winning … Continue reading

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iThatstherub

I can’t pin down the exact xmas my family got a computer, possibly because I was young, possibly because I don’t remember dates very well, more likely because that’s what falling in love is like. For example, I could figure … Continue reading

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Ghosts in the Machine

We begin our blog post today with a paraphrased quote about technology by Douglass Adams: Anything invented before you were born is normal and natural and just part of the world. Anything invented between your birth and when you are … Continue reading

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Phantom Text Message

I was an adorable child. If you want to mess around with semantics, I still am. My parents regularly captured my more photogenic brothers, but I managed to sneak into some photos. That’s me, the smiley sack of potatoes in … Continue reading

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One Child To Rule Them All

Long story short, my older brother shot me in the leg. To me, that works fine just like that. I’m happy leaving this one short, no need to medium or long this story. It’s been told too often anyway. Too … Continue reading

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