That looks familiar ...
One of my favorite columnists is Jon Carroll of the San Francisco Chronicle. From politics to the circus, dinner parties to rock and roll, his writing knows no bounds and he can do things inside of 600 words that can make your head spin. He's lived an amazing life and has great stories to tell with a great perspective.
However, he is not for all people. For example: he often writes columns about his cats. I hate the columns about his cats. I never read them anymore, even though I'll admit some grander truths sometimes lie within. I just can't make myself do it. I hate cats and I hate cat columns. Carroll recognizes this, and often warns readers who hate his cat columns (and there are a number of them, sometimes vocal) before he leaps into things.
I think I'm gonna be that way about parenting. I'm going to write about it. Sure, I'll still write about technology and flash fiction and comic books and what have you, but fatherhood and husbandhood will slip in. This may not be what some of my readers are here for, but to be honest, I'm writing more for me than anything, to get this stuff out of my head (stories and all). So lump it if you don't like it. Here's another parenting bit:
Remember when I said that my new daughter Ella does this weird thing, where she puts her thumb between her middle and index finger, just like I did when I was little? I would sit like that, sometimes sucking the thumb through the fingers but more often not. Well, here's what the latest iteration looks like ...
She does it mostly when she's hungry, but that's what her version looks like. Funny, to this day, I still find the gesture comforting. Weird coincidence ... but a remarkable one.
Playing (Music): "Daddy's Home" by Usher
NOTE: Since this blog is automatically imported into my Facebook page, I apologize if you comment on it and I don't respond, as I am taking a sabbatical from social networking for 2010. So me not responding is not personal, I just won't see the comments ... until 2011. Maybe. Also including this disclaimer on blogs, but you're welcome to go to the blog itself and speak your mind, as I may look there ...
However, he is not for all people. For example: he often writes columns about his cats. I hate the columns about his cats. I never read them anymore, even though I'll admit some grander truths sometimes lie within. I just can't make myself do it. I hate cats and I hate cat columns. Carroll recognizes this, and often warns readers who hate his cat columns (and there are a number of them, sometimes vocal) before he leaps into things.
I think I'm gonna be that way about parenting. I'm going to write about it. Sure, I'll still write about technology and flash fiction and comic books and what have you, but fatherhood and husbandhood will slip in. This may not be what some of my readers are here for, but to be honest, I'm writing more for me than anything, to get this stuff out of my head (stories and all). So lump it if you don't like it. Here's another parenting bit:
Remember when I said that my new daughter Ella does this weird thing, where she puts her thumb between her middle and index finger, just like I did when I was little? I would sit like that, sometimes sucking the thumb through the fingers but more often not. Well, here's what the latest iteration looks like ...
She does it mostly when she's hungry, but that's what her version looks like. Funny, to this day, I still find the gesture comforting. Weird coincidence ... but a remarkable one.
Playing (Music): "Daddy's Home" by Usher
NOTE: Since this blog is automatically imported into my Facebook page, I apologize if you comment on it and I don't respond, as I am taking a sabbatical from social networking for 2010. So me not responding is not personal, I just won't see the comments ... until 2011. Maybe. Also including this disclaimer on blogs, but you're welcome to go to the blog itself and speak your mind, as I may look there ...
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