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Saturday, September 24, 2011


As I mentioned in LIFE LESSON #1, these posts are things I’ll one day teach my son. Sort of like a digital post-it note. As I’m reminded, I jot them down here.


When entering a men’s washroom (bathroom, change room, lavatory, loo, water closet,  – whatever you call it where you’re from), you’re likely to find a wall of urinals. Standard male etiquette dictates that you choose the urinal farthest away from whoever happens to already be there. You do not, unless it cannot be avoided, choose the urinal immediately beside another man.

Furthermore (and this one’s important so listen up), you do not attempt to make small talk while carrying about your business. Just don’t do it. Yes, I’m talking to you, creepy older guy I “met” in the gym washroom.

Bad form, sir. Bad form. 

*Life Lessons are a series of blog posts I write about lessons I intend to teach my new-born son (once he’s old enough). These posts are like a post it note reminders that I share. To see all the life lessons, click the “life lesson” link in the word cloud on the right.

Friday, September 16, 2011


Whew – I’ve been MIA for a few weeks. Lots of stuff on my plate. I just wanted to drop in to say I’m still alive, and will get back to posting, well, posts, in the next couple days. In the meantime, if you recall a while back I wrote about the countless benefits of being colorblind. Well, I have another one

I was given a Rubix cube by some friends not long ago and asked to complete it. They know I’m colorblind and they thought it would be funny. Well, the joke was on them, because I did it in record time. That’s right, folks, it seems colorblind people are far better at doing Rubix cubes than people with “normal” color vision.

Boo-yeah! How you like them apples?

I have a lot in common with this kid:

Friday, September 2, 2011

Thirty Second LOVE: Romanian Pop and Britney Spears!

Most nights I grab about three or four hours of sleep. No, not because my son is especially fussy, or because I suffer from chronic insomnia. It’s just a condition that manifested itself four or five years ago and never resolved (it makes for lots of writing time, so it’s not all bad).  Because I’m always awake when my son’s done with his four or five o’clock feeding, I bring him into the living room so we can hang out and my wife can catch a few more hours of sleep. Usually he sleeps and I write, but I still think it’s a bonding experience. 

BUT the other night I brought him in to the living room and he just wasn’t having it. He was as fussy as ever. He’d been fed, changed, burped, cuddled, swaddled, un-swaddled, rocked, walked, positioned and repositioned a dozen times, and yet I just could not get him back to sleep, or even to stop fussing.

In a last ditch effort I decided to see if my good friend, YOUTUBE could appease him a bit. I logged on, pulled up my favorites, and hit the play button on Britney Spears’s “I WANNA GO” music video *ahem* somehow Britney Spears’s “I WANNA GO” music video started playing and … silence. Sure the video might not be appropriate for a 1 month old (dang, it’s already been a whole month), but he was mesmerized. Then I played the UBER famous Romanian (Moldovian?) pop song by O-ZONE “Dragosta Din Tei” which is more commonly referred to as the “NUMA NUMA” song.

Once again, silence. He loved it! Not that I can blame him, that song rocks!

I tried a number of other songs, and he fussed. Britney and O-Zone were the only ones he was interested in hearing.

I couldn’t be more proud!