Yes! It’s true — what we’ve all been longing for has finally happened. Metallica wrote a children’s book! I know what you’re thinking. You thought it was enough singing little Timmy to sleep with the soft, melodic tones of “Creeping Death” and “Seek & Destroy.” Must you read to him as well? But hear me… Read More Rockin’ the cradle: Heavy metal for the kiddos
Note: I’m currently working on the post regarding the Worm and the Water Cooler (which must sound strange if you don’t follow this blog – for context, see this post). In any case, I was nearly done when I realized it required another illustration. It takes me a good, oh, I don’t know… day or… Read More A childhood tale of summer fun and car bombings
A few days ago we had our first real, honest-to-goodness snowstorm. It’s Dog’s first and she’s not sure what to make of it. I, on the other hand, love it. I also love the gray skies and the way my phone claimed it was -4° when I woke up yesterday. Mind over matter, folks. Mind… Read More Praying for Snow
For context, see this article on how several towns are making it illegal for teenagers to go trick-or-treating. However you stand on the proper age for trick-or-treating, you gotta admit that spending time and energy on passing a law is the type of folly this blog feeds upon. 🤗 Hello, I’m Roger Stolid and this is your evening… Read More Take Heed: Transgressing Teens Trick-or-Treating
If you’d rather I read this story to you (think of it as story time for grownups) click here: Once upon a time there was a very useful garden shed; it was made of wood and painted red. It had no windows, but it had two big doors that stuck a little in humid weather.… Read More In Which I Channel Beatrix Potter and Write a Tale of The Two Mice in My Shed
Not sure if I’ve mentioned this before, but I have an apple tree. Here, look upon my apple tree: Beautiful, is it not? Better yet, it provides a marvelous view from my kitchen sink. Here, look upon the view from my kitchen sink: The window screen makes it a little fuzzy, but you get the… Read More On Apple Trees, Cake, and Planning Ahead for Panic Attacks
What does the Teacher require, but to sit still, do your work, and keep your eyes on your own paper? Bring me a student who desires knowledge and I will fill her up. But yea, the students of Babylon do not study. The Snapchat and the Tumblr, they cry out to them. They hear not… Read More Lamentations of the Teacher
Our kids came for a visit this last weekend. It’s their first visit since we moved here, the first they saw our new place, the first time they’ve been in Minnesota. Before they arrived, I told Husband how strange it felt. It was like I wanted to show off the place, impress them a little.… Read More No Worries: The Kids Are Alright
Until I hit the photo albums and, like a damned fool, I open one… This is a picture of my dad with two Army buddies. Written on the back: Swimming at Kamakura Beach July, 1946 My dad is the one on the left, but the other two? No idea. As many stories as he told… Read More Packing for the Move, Making Progress…
