The Inappropriate Collection! – Things I Shouldn’t Show My Son, #3

The Inappropriate Collection! – Things I Shouldn’t Show My Son, #3

So I’m a bit behind on this post this week. You try spending 6 hours in the emergency room because your one-year-old may have swallowed a pill or two, and you tell me how you’re doing, blog-production wise.

It was not a fun night, but at least being in a hospital around sick people has made my cold even worse! Hooray! And it gave me some inspiration for this post.

What is the sickest thing that’s ever been on the internet?

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Clear Eyes, Full Hearts, Happy Halloween

Clear Eyes, Full Hearts, Happy Halloween

Halloween 2011 was a success for Dad and Buried and fam.

We dressed as the Taylors from “Friday Night Lights,” with the exception of our son, who went as a monkey. He is neither old nor blonde enough to go as Julie Taylor, and he is neither female enough nor weird-looking enough to go as the Taylor’s baby daughter Gracie. So he stuck with the monkey outfit, and crushed it, while Mom and Buried and I held it down as Coach and Tami Taylor.

Wanna see?

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The Inappropriate Collection! – Things I Shouldn’t Show My Son, #2

The Inappropriate Collection! – Things I Shouldn’t Show My Son, #2

Last week, the debut clip of this series was from Road House. It was less than 10 seconds of absurdity and violence from one of the most absurd (elite bouncers!) and violent (jugular rips!) movies of the 80s. This week, in honor of Halloween, I’m taking a different tack.

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We Gon’ Party Like It’s Yo Birthday

We Gon’ Party Like It’s Yo Birthday

You know that hateful, soul-deadening show on MTV about teenage girls? No, not that one. Not that one either..

This one. Where parents spend six figures on their kids’ birthday parties, presumably to satisfy an already spoiled teen and to keep up with the Joneses who are also throwing supersized parties that – let’s face it – aren’t any fun since the kids are only 16 and can’t even drink. (Unless the parents are SUPER cool.) The minute I saw that show I knew – no matter how rich I might one day become – I would never spoil my kids so obnoxiously, nor have kids who were so obsessed with popularity and status, nor waste so much of my own time and money on a child’s birthday party.

And then my son’s first birthday approached. And my wife organized a circus-themed party complete with a ball pit, popcorn and more. And my life began to spiral downward into an abyss of despair.

Happy birthday, kiddo!

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