🌊 Mother’s Day, 2024.
“Cover my feet! Cover my toes!” her tiny, precious feet lovingly buried in the sand while I stood back a good ten feet or so taking pictures of these…
🛰️ You Don’t Need Any Toys.
“I don’t even know why I even buy you any toys, you don’t need ’em,” my dad said, watching me turn a coaster into a spaceship, fly…
Bootleg Golden Books, My Small PEZ Addiction & A Tiny Rant About AI “Art.”
These are my daughter’s bath toys. Their names, according to her, from left to right: Bacca, Yanta, Baba, Papa, Dadaluaaa, Buddy.
I had posted this picture on my…
Pat’s Gripes: Instagram Could Be Much Nicer To Use
This is annoying to write. I don’t want to do free product design for a multi-billion dollar company, especially stuff that’ll be ignored because it doesn’t…
A Parking Lot Shooting At A High School
7:46p, Saturday Night.
“Someone is blowing up your phone,” my wife said. The phone was on silent and vibrating on the table across the room. I didn’t…
Jeremiah Green.
I didn’t want to start 2023 on the couch crying about another friend dying, but here we are.
I found out in between Golden books. Having just read…
Two Davids & My Dad’s Bootleg VHS Collection
I’m working on an essay that is a bit of a love letter to a friend-of-a-friend and my firstborn at the same time. I know all the things…
Links To Other Things, November 2022
Okay, so I’ve never done a linked list kinda thing before, but thought since I’m trying to write more regularly, I’d try it.
Is this something…
Mimi Parker, Low and the Rain That Always Falls On Days Like Today.
Three inches above the floor, man in the box wants to burn my soul. And I’m tired. I’m tired. “Is that the truth?” he says, ”the pain…
A Rainy Day Love Letter
☔️ Fall is full of rainy days, and we love them.
A well-placed convex mirror on a tree adjacent to a hidden driveway reflects us. Your tiny finger pressed against…