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Staying Hip in 2019

I spent most of 2019 – until the beginning of this month – with a stress fracture in my left femur. I only knew it was a stress fracture in July. Prior to that, I thought I was just feeling really lazy. Now my femur looks like this (picture below). A few screws and voila […]

The Last Day

Yesterday I woke up an hour before my alarm went off. I couldn’t get back to sleep. I lay there, thinking about how it could be the last day of my life. Hyperbolic? Sure. Irrational? Of course. I was scheduled for a surgery – a relatively minor one, as such things go. Routine. But the […]

One RADICAL Playlist

It’s almost my birthday! In honor of…myself, I guess?…I created a playlist of songs that have been meaningful to me in one way or another throughout my life so far. Originally I was just going to do a top 10, but that was too tough, so I upped it to 15. There are still so […]

2018: The Year That Was

Last year I gave a long and extensive review of 2017. I have a similar epistle for 2018, but it’s only available through my paywall. It was a year of ups and downs—but aren’t they all? To give you a little taste, though, here are my lists from the last 12 months. A Few Books […]

The First Tooth

Our six-year-old lost his first tooth this week. He was eating a bowl of popcorn when it happened. Did I finish the popcorn? I did. We never did find the tooth, so either I ate it or my son did. At least, that’s our theory. We’re not taking the steps necessary to confirm that. Since […]

Genetics and Frozen Treats

Yesterday, my wife and I hosted a meet-and-greet for Cesar Liriano, a great candidate for the 101st congressional district here in Pennsylvania. You can learn more about Cesar at http://www.cesarlirianoforthe101.com. During the picnic, all three of our kids were going bananas for these popsicles we got (none of which were banana-flavored, but that’s beside the point). […]

Daylight Savings

Eventually she sniffled herself to sleep while I reflected on how, even though I am theoretically the adult, I still make some shoddy parenting choices–like getting into a battle of wills with a 3-year-old over whether she can get out of bed to retrieve a tissue. I wondered if I had done permanent and lasting damage to her young psyche.