It’s HARD! You might think people are exaggerating when they say how hard it is. Sure, getting to the gate will be a pain in the ass, but that’s it. The baby will just fall asleep on the plane. He’ll nurse and go down, lulled to sleep by the constant din of white noise or rocked by the stroller until you put him on your lap. You’re wrong. He’s going to be so excited to see everything that he’ll tire himself out but then won’t be able to sleep because he’s too stimulated. And you know how baby’s get when… Read more: The verdict: Traveling with a baby

I’ve tried not to comment too much on this United Healthcare CEO murder, since it’s an ongoing thing and obviously the guy was murdered on the street. Additionally, I spend most of my time writing fiction or software and have lived a pretty “normal” life so far without much to complain about, so I don’t have a lot in the way of personal perspective to add to most current events that can’t be better summed up by people smarter than me. However, yesterday I read this blog post about Luigi Mangione, and for once I have genuine perspective to add.… Read more: “I just want to be able to touch my toes again”

Three weeks ago my wife and I were in the hospital. We’d gotten there around three in the morning and were three weeks early so the doctor told us over the phone to wait a couple hours before coming in, just to be sure. So we waited for what felt like an eternity but which was really just a blip over the course of the day. And then when we got to the hospital we waited some more. And waited. And waited. The shadows went from non-existent to long to short and then to long again. It was funny because… Read more: Three Weeks on the Job

My wife and I bought a house and moved across the country late in 2022. I’d love to say it’s the reason for going almost three years between posts and then revamping the whole site, but I’d be lying. In truth, managing even this very tiny corner of the internet became too much of a chore for me before, so I just stopped doing it. You can stop doing chores as an adult and your parents won’t care. Your wife might if the chore is really a chore, but in the case of a frivolous thing like this no one… Read more: Frickin Squirrels in the Frickin Walls