Category: Story Time

A Man, A Wasp Nest, and a Lesson in Critical Thinking

I have a swollen lump on my thigh about the size of a tennis ball.  It’s red.  It itches.  All in all, an unpleasant experience—zero stars, would not recommend.  Why, you ask, do I have a red, itching …

My Son Is Not A Terrorist

Terrorism is defined as the use of violence or the threat of violence in the pursuit of political goals.  This comes shockingly close to the experience of living with a toddler.  Toddlers embrace violence, be it hitting, kicking, …

House Hunting: Amusing, Odd, and Criminally Inclined Homes

If it wasn’t for the fact that it’s a whirlwind of stress as you grind through a slow, agonizing death march of compromising on what you thought you held most dear, house hunting would be a fantastic activity.  …

Get Off My Lawn

Watching a toddler grow fascinates me.  Every day seems like it brings new developments, especially with physical skills.  Our son has two new favorites: the headbanger, and the butt-first stair slide.  Admittedly, these skills aren’t anywhere on the …

I Have Questions

Isn’t it odd how occasionally the answer to a strange question results in stranger questions?  You think you’ve answered your bovine conundrum only to find yourself tumbling down the Holstein hole.  But I’m getting ahead of myself. My …

The Reserves: Inprocessing (Part 1)

This is the beginning chapter of my online episodic novel, The Reserves. For the complete collection, please click here. Enjoy! Clay looked at himself in the mirror and practiced smiling again.  He sighed as it turned into a …

Introducing The Reserves

Salutations, well met, and alternative third greeting!  I’m excited to announce that soon these Wanderings will occasionally be graced by an episodic fictional story told by yours truly.  While I’ll still be working my novels offline, I’ve always …

Pun Times

There are times when you have nothing to add to an already perfect moment.  When you get to sit back and appreciate the spectacle before you, a simple audience member enjoying a work of art.  Today, I had …

On the Ingratitude of Birds

As has been remarked upon by literally every parent, having a child changes things.  In this case, it resulted in a child’s obsession, a wall of chickens, and my growing resentment towards ungrateful birds.  My son loves birds.  …

So It Begins

One of the worst parts about military service is that you can be seperated from your family for mission requirements. In this case, my lovely wife has to endure nine long, grueling, humid weeks in Alabama. This is …