• A Quiet Moment
  • A Quiet Moment – #16

    Does it matter whether you’re sick, tired, or just maxed out? My oldest son is just about through grade 1, and he’s the youngest in his grade. He has a late birthday, and we took our time deciding whether or not to put him into kindergarten early, or wait another year. In the end, it […]

  • Daddy Issues
  • The Art of the Micro Workout

    Let’s just get this out of the way: I’m not talking about 8-minute abs. Not even a little. Nor am I talking about 7-minute abs; 6-minute abs are just insane–you can’t even get up a good sweat in 6 minutes. No, I’m talking about fitting real workouts into little spaces of time, which has become my […]

  • Books
  • Where Have All the Good Men Gone: The Loss of Our Icons

    It’s been a rough week. I’ll admit that I’m not a huge David Bowie fan–not anti-Bowie, more that he was just never on my radar–but it’s clear that his loss echoed around the world. He was a rock icon, a pioneer in music, fashion, and public sexuality, and (perhaps most important to a child of the 80s) star of the movie Labyrinth. He was important to a lot of people, and it’s damned unfortunate that he was taken at only 69, when he likely had years of creativity and life left in him. Cancer is a bitch.

    However, the much more cutting loss for me came this morning. Alan Rickman, an extraordinary actor of a like rarely seen, passed away–also at 69, and also from cancer.