Death cleaning: Just do it.
We’re on the way to visit one of my aunts while we continue to clear out the remaining storage locker that has contained my mother’s belongings since she was ad...
We’re on the way to visit one of my aunts while we continue to clear out the remaining storage locker that has contained my mother’s belongings since she was ad...
For the sake of expediency, I won’t get into the needless background details about why this came about. But let’s just say that in the last 12 hours...
We went to a friend’s pool party this past Saturday. One of our friends there had found a tiny baby bird–way more skin than fluffy down, eyes still ...
Hearing my eleven-year-old on a phone call is equal parts cringe-worthy and hilarious. You’ll note I said “call”. Not a Zoom or FaceTime or te...
I recently had a minor epiphany. Or perhaps not so minor. My wife is a teacher and has regular report cards due, which is always a slog in the household: She...
In my ongoing struggle with tech, it wasn’t surprising that at some point, I’d have to replace a laptop battery. So it was with my half decade-ish o...
Today marks the last day of my month away from Twitter and Mastodon (and Tumblr, which I recently realized I was still on). What I will or won’t do with T...
I heard that phrase recently in regard to a new podcast that’s out. With apologies, I don’t recall which podcast it is, but I loved the phrase becau...
There’s a time in a parent’s life–I’m making a sweeping assumption here based on my own experience, but I’d bet money it’s a...
My nine-year-old daughter has had some interest in coding for the last couple of years. Now bear in mind, at that age, “coding” is pretty much using...