January 4, 2012To avoid mass hysteria, we use an acronym around here. “C.E.C.” stands for Chuck E. Cheese, which if said within earshot of the kids, triggers emotional multi-ball. Silas jumps up and down, yelling “I want to go right now,” while Arlo drifts into a zombie-like state, wandering around chanting “Shoing E Shee … [...]
Read the full article → January 3, 2012Yesterday, standing outside Village Coffee, Lindsay reached for my double espresso, took a sip, stared at me, took another sip, stared, smiled, sipped again, and said, “Sorry, I’m totally kibashing [sic] your coffee.” So many things wrong here, and so little time to explore them. The first problem was how she said [...]
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