Show us what Father's Day means. Fathers Day 2007 Isaac and India's Father's Day project, with a little help from Mommy. :-) Happy Father's Day to all my fellow Dads and Dads-to-be. Read and post comments | Send to a friend
Show us a photo of you from when you were in grade school. Me, No Teeth Circa 1977, '78, I think. :-O Read and post comments | Send to a friend
Presidente InterContinental Cancun Resort The last time Salomé and I took a real vacation (without the kids), a long weekend in New Orleans back in 2005, we missed a devastating hurricane by about six weeks. Back in 1992, when I was still in the Army, Hurricane Andrew derailed a planned Labor Day weekend trip down to Miami Beach. Katrina hit New Orleans on August 25th, Andrew tore through South Florida on August 24th...so the timing of our trip to Cancun this summer is just a tad worrisome: August 25-29. It took a couple of weeks for us to finally decide where to go this summer -- looking to…
last.fm Because there aren't enough distractions online, I've signed up for yet another one: last.fm. It's a social networking site that links people through their musical tastes, not via hyperlinked entries in an "interests" box, but by tracking everything you listen to on your computer and creating a personal radio station that others can listen to, potentially discovering new songs and artists. It also allows artists to upload their own music and make it available for preview and/or download, offering the potential for reaching new audiences in a way that's more organic than MySpace. So yeah, I signed up, set my Windows…
Isaac @ Trophy Time The only thing cooler than handing out obligatory trophies to a group of kids who actually earned them, is having your son be one of those kids! (That's the trophy in the brown paper bag there, not the heirloom Gonzalez 40, thank you!) The Pee Wee Marlins' Tee Ball season came to a fantastic end this past weekend and they played their best game yet, hands down, on offense and defense. Even better, they did it against the Pee Wee Mets, the only other team I felt was as organized and, if I may say so myself, well-coached as we…
NOTE: I re-posted this to test out the x-posting to LiveJournal feature. For those who want to comment without setting up a Vox account, now you can! a little bit louder I hit 13 on Monday night, a last -minute call as I was working late, catching up on post-BEA stuff, and decided it would be a good time to test out my latest poem, Truth is an Olympic Gymnast. I wrote the first draft a couple of weeks ago when I went to Botanica to clear my head, and had just given it a pretty thorough edit during lunch earlier that…
Truth is an Olympic Gymnast"A lie told often enough becomes the truth."LeninI believe in truthraw, unvarnishedhurt your feelings, if necessaryTRUTH.The more I have to losethe more truthfulI tend to be.I'm self-destructive that way.So, sometimes…I lie.Little white liesLies of omissionOutright whoppers intended toburn the house down.I'm whimsical that way.I believe in telling the truth to your friendsand lying to your enemiesas long as you're surewho's who.Until then,lie to everybody.Flagrantly, extravagantly,Often....call them poemsand they will love you for it.I believe in truth, liesand avoiding the videotapewhich never liesunless it's been edited.I believe the moon landing was stagedand aliens have been running the…