Sienna Embraces the Art of the Guilt Trip

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Those Pathetic Millennial Moms

A delightful comment on my post about sewing on buttons spawned a rather, uh, interesting facebook debate the other night. It began with an observation about this seeming trend for younger, millennial moms to act as though the domestic arts are an unattainable fantasy, yet at the same time unworthy of our brain power. Instead [Read More...]

“She alone could mitigate his mortality”

This week the Vatican hosted Humanum, an international, interfaith colloquium on the complementarity of man and woman. The first keynote address was given by Rabbi Lord Jonathan Sacks, and it is absolutely stunning. I found his descriptions of the biological evolution of sexual reproduction and the anthropological evolution of monogamy particularly compelling, but it was [Read More...]

A Portrait of Domestic Bliss

Remember that one time I tried to learn to sew? That dress is still sitting in a box in the closet, as half-finished as it was when I wrote that post. Clothes are not really my area of expertise. I’ve only just begun learning how to wear them properly. Until last year, I owned a [Read More...]

Microsoft Built a Friggin’ DALEK

And they totally meant to: Showing a rather shocking disregard for the long-term safety of human civilization, Microsoft has become one of the first companies to deploy autonomous robot security guards. Dubbed the K5, Microsoft’s Silicon Valley campus was being policed last week by five of these roughly human-sized 300-pound (136 kg) robots, each equipped with [Read More...]

The Gospel According to Charlotte

Charlotte: “Liam, I’m going to tell you a story. Once there were 99 sheep, and one got lost. So the shepherd left the boy to watch the 99, while he went to find the lost sheep. While he was gone a wolf came, but the boy had cried wolf so many times that nobody believed [Read More...]

Love (the Gay and Catholic way)

Here’s the thing about Eve Tushnet — she’s Catholic through and through, in a way that I only long (and sometimes pretend) to be. When I read her posts about sublimation and obedience, I am equal parts inspired and ashamed. I’m inspired because she’s taken her faith and woven a life of such beauty with [Read More...]

Siege Journal — (A Record of Life in the Trenches)

  (I found this recently, and thought its historical truths were worth sharing.) Tonight marks the 4th night of enemy aggression. We are exhausted to the point of delirium, yet the enemy shows no sign of fatigue. If anything they seem energized by our lackluster return fire and the involuntary drooping of our eyelids. Even [Read More...]

Not saying I’ve ever had a confession like this…

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Being Absent and Being Fully Present

Our babysitter sent this picture to me today. She took it while she was walking the boys to the park this morning. Apparently they sat like that the whole mile walk to the playground. I’ve been picking up extra work this year, and as a result we’re able to have a babysitter take care of [Read More...]

I’d Rather Have Frostbite than Chikungunya

No, listen. Every winter, 98% of you are shivering your derriers off while you shovel your cars out of acres of snow in your driveways and pray they start so you can make it to the store to buy more kerosene and snow-wolf-killing-broadswords, or something. Clearly, I don’t live in a northern climate. I live [Read More...]

VOTE!

Go vote, like I did. You won’t regret it.   [Read more...]

Halloween 2014 — Scaring Kids and Scoring Tracts

This year we all dressed up. Our family theme was supposed to be “horror movie,” but Charlotte kinda put the kibosh on that with her hysterical insistence on being Elsa. Or did she?  “The movie is not about ghosts but about madness and the energies it sets loose in an isolated situation primed to magnify [Read More...]

Conversations with the Ogre

Charlotte: (clad in her hastily-assembled All Saint’s Day costume, composed of a Cinderella dress thinly disguised with a variety of scarves wound around her shoulders and head) “What do you think, Daddy? Do I look like St. Elizabeth of Hungary?” The Ogre: “Actually, you look more like that creepy little girl in Dune.” Charlotte: “Was [Read More...]

An Open Letter from the Unwashed Masses to the Intellectual Elite, Regarding Ebola

Dear Intellectual Elite, When I read the news these days, I am afraid. Not so much of Ebola exactly, but of the way our country is drawing lines in the sand so carelessly — lines that are becoming fault lines, fracturing and splitting apart any sense of fealty we might have had left. It’s true [Read More...]


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