After its highly successful inaugural run in Los Angeles, STEAM Carnival (San Francisco) is finally coming to our beloved City By The Bay and, for the next two weeks, I have your chance(s) to win a Family 4-Pack of tickets by entering the giveaway in the widget at the bottom of this post! Many thanks(…)
Dear Parents, You’ve all seen the commercials. Two opposing vehicles approach an intersection at full speed. In the passenger cabin of the first car, the man at the wheel is rocking out to a driving guitar riff on his radio. In the other, a father takes his eyes off the road ahead and whips them(…)
“But what happened, Miss Simone? Specifically, what happened to your big eyes that quickly veil to hide the loneliness? To your voice that has so little tenderness, yet flows with your commitment to the battle of Life? What happened to you?”- Dr. Maya Angelou, Redbook Here’s what I knew about Nina Simone: I knew that(…)
It is safe to say that when we had our first child we were literally languishing in a lair of despair. We were renting the lemon of all lemons, as far as homes go, and what we initially thought would be a unique and spacious fixer-upper, quickly proved to be a rotting, rat-infested, asbestos-ceilinged mess.(…)
Father’s Day has come and gone, again. All of that dad-centric attention that fills your TV screens with grill ads and sports car spots has settled back into business as usual and I’d be lying if I said there wasn’t a slight hangover effect from all of that focus on fathers. It’s a sharp drop(…)
Tis the Season Of The Dad and the internet is once again awash with lists of all things for, from, and about dads. This year, I wanted to toss my hat in the ring with my very first Father’s Day-esque post, and rather than simply contributing another list of gift ideas, or scouring my brain(…)
Let’s pretend, for the sake of argument, that you’ve wondered where I’ve been. That you’ve noticed our conspicuous absence over here on the blog. That you’ve checked in on us, often, only to discover that nothing new had been documented since October. That you’ve clicked and heard the crickets. Well, suffice it to say, we(…)
One morning, just out of my teens, in the back bedroom of a two-bedroom duplex in South Carolina’s “Low Country,” I found my dad, dead, on the floor by his bed. To this date there are but two things I don’t like to talk about, often, my own health, and the death of my father.(…)
Despite the sheer awesomeness of all of the Family-Friendly events that we’ve attended with SF Dads Group, lately, I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t super stoked to be attending this one, sans kids!
I want to tell you about a moment that happened a few weeks back. When the hotel’s elevator doors suck shut and the telltale bell-tone sounds its ascent, I finally feel that solitude that I’ve come to know, so often, back home. It’s a strange sort of alone. An isolation I can sometimes find solace(…)
