Category: Blinded Trials

Stupid Tuesday questions, Whiskey Blue edition

“Why didn’t you ask the concierge?!??!?” Picture a scene: two pleasant gentlemen stroll the sidewalks of midtown Manhattan.  Newlyweds (of a kind), they have come to the City in search of amusement and rest.  Walking now, they seek a decent place to get a bite to eat. The scene repeats itself.  It happens in the evening.  It happens at midday.  Thrice the scene repeats. Their garments vary.  The direction of their wandering varies. Constant, however, is one’s refrain.  It is […]

An open letter to my friends at the New York Guggenheim

Dear chums – Congratulations are in order!  You good people have accomplished something I would heretofore have considered impossible.  Indeed, such is the magnitude of your achievement that I feel compelled to laud it publicly. You have made me miss Matthew Barney. Let me explain. This past week, the Better Half and I traveled to New York for a very short mini-honeymoon of sorts.  Much of our time was occupied on what any right-thinking parents of small children would do […]

Once more, with feeling

Perhaps I may be indulged if I were to post once more about marriage equality and my own wedding?  After this I’ll move on to something else to talk about.  (I promise.) So the Better Half and I got married this past weekend.  Again.  To each other.  Without any interruption in our relationship in the intervening years. The first time was almost exactly eight years before the second time.  (Many guests at our recent celebration joked that they will pencil […]

Slightly tardy Tuesday questions, inconceivable edition

This week’s Question comes to you courtesy of NewDealer.  Take it away, amigo: “I have two Tuesday question submissions that come from a reoccurring theme in my life. I am not a fan of the Princess Bride. I think it is a cute enough movie but this still causes a ton of gasps and shock and awe because it is apparently the best movie ever made (to seemingly everyone in the universe except me). This often gets people to tell […]

Thank you, random stranger

I would never have thought to call myself a stay-at-home dad. First of all, to me that implies (fairly or unfairly, accurately or not) a man who takes care of his kids rather than working outside the home.  I have a full-time job.  However, one of the many things I loved about my current job and a major selling point when I took it was how very flexible my employer was about hours and working around his employees’ family needs.  […]