Your Intellectual Dentist

Middle school for life.


Trippin’

Screaming ninety miles per hour up Interstate-5, it occurs to me that I am many kinds of dad, but Road Trip Dad is probably my favorite. To be honest, I have always known I would…


Talking Points

“I think we should go,” I said. She paused visibly, head down and avoiding eye contact as is her habit when she feels disappointment coming. Her only response was an almost…


Cold Comfort

These days, I seem to find myself searching less and less for the blaring, neon messages which carefully guided my youth. When you’re young, the bold print themes are an easy find…


Daisy’s Dirty Secret

At first glance, she really does seem to have it all. She reads, writes, and speaks well above grade level. Possessed of a maturity belying her true age, line her up against…


Kat. Power

[Today is my birthday and, for the past few years, cleaning has become a ritual of mine. It’s probably because I’m getting older, but trimming and tossing things accumulated in the…


I-5, The Return


Dear Los Angeles,

Thank you for treating us so well this time around. As we wend our way North through the crisp Grapevine air, bound for home by The Bay, I…


A Hush Falls

I’m a talker and always have been. As the youngest child in a family of big personalities, I quickly learned that I had to have the biggest in order to be merely noticed. My mother…


Delivering A Lesson

Okay, Universe, I may be a little slow on the uptake, but I think I’m starting to get it. As I was running for the bus last night, I passed this lady on the block who was…


Hang ‘Em High (School)


The truth is, I’ve always wanted to be a cowboy.

No, not the kind who rides the range, roping steers and busting broncos. Let’s get real: I’m a brown…


Man comma Hood.


I was challenged to a fight the other day.

Walking to my car in a Berkeley parking lot, I felt before I saw that familiar, menacing approach. The New York…


A Cooked Breakfast


“That’s too much butter,” is what her mom would say and I’d agree, even though I know there isn’t that much there. I had only let it melt a little, to make it look like more…


The Weekly Forecast


The committed relationship is a numbers game. In one column, there are the benchmark figures that define the exercise. I’m talking birthdays, anniversaries, holidays and…


Sweet Caroline


Tell me again how sports are silly or, at best, inconsequential. Today, at approximately noon PST, one of my brothers will sit on an overstuffed couch in Upstate New York, the…


A Hefty Contract


I know a book is great when I have to stop reading it. The moment becomes almost too much to bear because the text is so striking or the author's concept is so heavy that I…


The Teacher’s Kid


My whole day is spent worrying about other people’s children. Most of my nights, too. I’m the teacher. It’s my job. I chide and challenge my students, drive and develop them…


Stop Smoking Center


Who says the long term relationship can’t sometimes provide those thrilling moments usually reserved for dating? They are indeed fewer and farther between, but all romantic…


Lost and Found


I don’t sleep all that much. When I do, it’s usually a slate-clearing state of blankness, a pure mental reboot. Thus, remembering a dream is rare for me, as it takes high-impact…


EMV


Headline construction is, in and of itself, a skill. There are entire branches of academic thought dedicated to the analysis of tag-lines and story titles, even going so far as the…


The Sea of Welsh Cowboy Porn Star Magic


In a world of smart phones and split-second search engines, having a very common name can create an uncommon experience. While I was growing up, a…


The Measure of a Manuscript


A new book is the best type of blind date. I relish the tremulous thrill of meeting young writers, as well as finding fresh works from long-established favorites…


Dad 2.0


I was feeling a little low the other day. Not depressed, really. Just the normally mild ennui that comes with a career, a mortgage, and marriage with school age children. Not burnt, but…


Xavier Stops By


“I just came to say goodbye,” he said through the nine-paned glass door. I struggled to understand, not only because one usually comes by to say hello, but also because it was…


Chasing Robin


Even the best friendships are hard. They’re like living organisms in need of care and feeding. Neglect will wound or kill them, slowly and inexorably. Because even when you do the…


Busy?


My genome is clearly wonky in spots, with entire nitrogen base pair strings apparently set aside for the ability to enjoy fast food or find Garfield comic strips funny. Despite these…

Your Intellectual Dentist
Your Intellectual Dentist

Middle school for life.

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