Tag Archives: humor

Smells like Tween Spirit

Tonight I learned a new word, tweenager. It means a child who is not yet a teenager but who has already forged a strong connection with the dark side. It is the pupa stage for the great transformation whereupon they will emerge from the tweenage chrysalis on their 13th birthday, spread their angst ridden wings and set forth to be

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Run away and join the circus

Thirty seconds into watching a grown man wearing a bedazzled leotard juggle a coffee table with his feet and my middle son decided that geology wasn’t the path for him, he was destined to join the circus. There is no more finely tuned money trap in existence than the traveling circus. Soda pop, four dollars. Snow cone, six dollars. Inflatable unicorn on

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Brotherly love

My wife is a lady in every sense of the word. She is dignified, she is classy and she is lovely but she is also to the mother to three boys; and they are my boys at that. Brothers have a special bond, one that is often hot and cold but rarely in between. One minute they are trying to

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Oreo Heist

It’s not yet dawn but the faintest first rays of the day begin to filter into the toddler’s room. His eyes snap open, alert and hungry. His other senses must wake yet, so he lies completely still, listening to the muted rumble that is the still slumbering household. “Good…” he thinks to himself as a thin smile stretches across his face.

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The Soggies

When I was a kid, nothing scared me more than the soggies, as in the bad guys from the Captain Crunch commercials. For those of you who missed it, they were pirates made of milk sogged cereal who would forcibly board Captain Crunch’s ship and try to murder him. Or at least that was my take away. I would have

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If it’s yellow it’s mellow

Indoor plumbing is the cornerstone of civilization, period. Our sewer line backed up Friday evening and now by Monday morning we have devolved into a pack of savage Neanderthals.  We are unkempt and un-showered. The dishes are winning the battle for the kitchen and I fear the laundry room is already lost. The dogs are avoiding me and I think

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