Monthly Archives: February 2009

“Daddy, do you know what?” “What?” “There were zebras in the blimp, and they pressed the wrong control button, and then it crashed.”

Arousal Parcel Package o’ Love Hot Injection Tumescent Surprise A Most Stimulating Economical Addition to Our Sagging, Shrugging, Shitty Economy Hope It Works This Time

A little technology is a dangerous thing. See what I mean?

The ratio of recent postings definitely favors the familial over theliterary — not surprising, given that I have an energetic, challenging and scary-smart three-and-a-half-year-old son and ten-month-old twins. But today there’s some writing news to report: I have a new … Continue reading →

“Oh no! My basketball hoop got rain-ed on!” “That’s okay, Ethan. It’s plastic. It won’t rust.” “Grapes don’t rust.” “That’s true.” “Faces don’t rust.” “That’s true too.”