The Kids Are Alright

Mostly stuff about parents, masquerading as stuff about kids.


Infinite Repeat


We were nearing the end of a long day. Up at 6:00, servile ‘til the late summer sundown. Only two hours to go. We were driving home from Alex’s trumpet lesson, listening to They Might Be Giants. Like you do. “Particle Man” came on.

Is he a dot, or is he a speck,
When he’s underwater, does he get wet,
Or does the water get him instead?
Nobody…

Understanding.

Experience matters.


My senior thesis was 100 pages long. Basically it amounted to a theory about epistemology — a theory about thinking. The title conveys…


The Art of Cursing


You’ll always remember the first time you hear your kid say the f-word. Like the Space Shuttle Challenger exploding or the falling of the Berlin Wall or the morning of 9/11…

The Kids Are Alright
The Kids Are Alright

Mostly stuff about parents, masquerading as stuff about kids.

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