The closest we could get to an Easter outfit picture: running down the hall with his ukulele and his little hat, like a goddamned cabana singer escaping the wrath of the cuckolded husband of the wife he romanced earlier in the evening (notice the dropped blackberry in his wake). Happy Easter, everyone!
My son pushed away his French toast and ate exclusively from my creamed chipped beef. CALL OFF THE PATERNITY TEST!
Just put my son to bed. I’m sitting on the couch in an undershirt, reviewing my homeowner’s insurance policy and watching Survivorman. Give me a mustache, an understanding of cars and a crippling addiction to cigarettes and I will officially have become my father. (Oh, I forgot “six handguns strategically placed around the house.” THEN I’d be my dad.)
We have a lot to catch up on. But for right now, I’ll only do a plug:
236 POUNDS OF CLASS VICE PRESIDENT is available for $1.99 for your Kindle, Nook and other e-readers for a limited time. Two dollars. Two g.d. bucks. If you have an e-reader and a spare $2, please consider purchasing it. It’s not so bad. Promise.
Thank you for your support and more soon.
Also, more insufferable: those parents who brag that their children don’t watch TV? Or those children 13-20 years from now when they’re trying to make friends and they say, “Sorry, I didn’t grow up with a TV in my house”?
Happy nine months to my son Patrick, shown here watching Sesame Street and eating puffs, wearing a shirt reminiscent of a gay Canadian stripper from the 1980’s. The most fascinating thing I’ve ever seen is watching you learn and explore new things. The least fascinating thing I’ve ever see is you standing on the side of your playpen, screaming at me for 15 minutes straight in the morning as I get ready for work while I plead with you, “Please, I just need three more minutes!”
Mommy and Daddy will miss you this weekend and early next week when we’re in Dublin, but that’s why they have all that Guinness.
Sundays and encased meat. Perfect together.
I finally, mercifully, finished all five books in the Game of Thrones series. I bought all five in one bundle for my Kindle, so that when I started, it said that I had about 80 hours left of reading. Here are a few NON-SPOILER takeaways:
1) The start of the fourth season of the TV show is going to be awesome. Wow.
2) I could not care less about Bran’s story (which, by the way, got pretty weird). I mean, Brandon Stark? More like borophyll? AMIRITE?
3) Speaking of shit getting weird, what the eff with Arya?
4) I am only vaguely, possibly 60% aware of everything that went down from about the middle of book four until the end of book five. Once you get past the 150 main character mark, it gets a little hard to follow. This is especially true with all the Daenerys stuff.
That’s all I can really get into without giving anything away. One thing I will say is that I would not recommend reading the books. I don’t read as much as I used to and it took me forever to get through these (provided, they are almost 5000 pages altogether). My main issue is that the show does a good job of distilling the most important characters and their storylines, whereas - I’m not joking - there are about 150 main characters by the end of book five; as a writer, the thing I am most amazed by is how the eff did this author name all these people? (I usually look on Facebook for character names.)
Any non-spoiler thoughts?