God, what a fucking shit year. As a whole, I would love to drag it out in the alley, beat it until it begged for death, and then put a bullet in it.1 Violent metaphor aside, I guess I’d just like a do-over on 2016, because reality as taken a walk off the fucking map.
Parental Failure: Books
One of the hardest things for me to deal with as a parent is that neither of my boys likes to read. Language has always been difficult for Eddy, as I’m sure I’ve detailed elsewhere in this blog, and Sam had a good chunk of kindergarten and first grade curtailed by COVID-19, and that’s impacted … Read more