Dan Bailey 
Yesterday, I left the house for work at noon, with Sam sick, and Eddy in the midst of a full-blown tantrum — the type of tantrum only a three year-old can possibly throw: ridiculous subject matter (“no, I don’t want peaches with my lunch!”) and the kind of focus a sniper would envy. As I … Read more
First: I believe in you and me. I’m like Albert Schweitzer and Bertrand Russell and Albert Einstein in that I have a respect for life — in any form. I believe in nature, in the birds, the sea, the sky, in everything I can see or that there is real evidence for. If these things … Read more
(This also explains some shit about some people I had the misfortune of knowing.)
Recently, on Twitter, I asked my followers to provide me with some ideas to blog about. This was the first response, and I was pretty stoked by the idea. (Got other things I should write about? Comment in this post.)
@fontosaurus Tell us about your superstitions and/or favourite rituals, and how they came to be.
— Katy (@KatyChancey) February 10, 2015
Dear Edwin, What a difference a year makes. In the time since your second birthday, you’ve changed so much. Most notably, you talk. Non. Stop. And it’s awesome. You have preferences about what you like and about how things are done, and you aren’t afraid to show it. Some people might call you difficult; I … Read more