My loving wife and I were having a discussion about the thing we do for our kids tonight, when she turned to me asked, “:What are we going to do when these kids are grown and gone?”
I recently wrote a story about how the iPad was created to keep parents sane. it caused quite the crap-storm with some readers, but parents who read it, agreed with me wholeheartedly. It covered a variety of ways for parents to keep kids corralled in sticky situations. This post, however, is not the same, but […]
My kids are hung up on Club Penguin. They love it. It’s interactive. There are games to play. There are other people to interact with (to a certain extent). My oldest is the one that plays it the most and she’s seven. My youngest, of course, wants to do what her big sister is doing. […]
This is undoubtedly going to be part one of my reviews of EA Sports’s NCAA 11 Football for the XBox. I got the game on Friday night for my birthday and have had about 6 hours played on it thus far (hey, busy dads have things to do!) and will continue to build on this […]
Not all of us run out and pick up the latest and greatest video games. For those of us who do, it’s often difficult to find the time to fully explore the entire game for days on end the way gaming reviewers do. With that, I bring you the inaugural installment of “99 Cent Reviews”. […]
Will the iPad change the world and how it uses computers? I wouldn’t go that far, but it’s very cool and we’ve enjoyed using it.
Alas, Google Voice’s voicemail transcriptions often miss the mark. “You’re bringing it like a letter in the bye bye colossal of alright,” one Google-transcribed voice mail message in my inbox reads. But who cares what the caller was trying to say — this stuff is poetry!
I found the new generational divide this holiday break. It’s not music; it’s how we play Super Mario Brothers. Instead of my annual jigsaw puzzle, I decided to take up the challenge of conquering Super Mario Brothers for the Wii. I had been dabbling here and there for a couple weeks when my eight-year-old son […]
Back when I was growing up in the 1970′s, pumpkin carving was a fairly straight forward: you cut a hole at the top, scoop the guts out, carve two triangle eyes, a triangle nose and a toothy grin and you’re done. Now the Internet brings to my doorstep all manner of variations on the toothy triangle face: a Che Guevara-faced pumpkin and a naughty pumpkin, giant squids. There are all manner of puking pumpkins — an idea so obvious and funny that I’m ashamed that it never occurred to me. No surprise, then, that these pumpkin carving Mozarts leave earth bound mortals like myself end up feeling like Salieri by comparison.
Since my wife decided to stay at home almost five years ago after my bout with malignant melanoma, I’ve had the pleasure and privilege (really?) of driving my two older kids to school each morning. It’s a ritual I love because I get to spend that half-hour it takes us to drive the 12 miles […]