“Caught”

Dear nice mom, You caught me.   I wasn’t staring, but my eyes lingered on your son a little too long and you noticed.  We were in the Dollar Store.  He was fascinated with the bin full of basketballs and he was in his glory bouncing them rhythmically and laughing.  Our eyes met briefly.  I know ...

The Code

I just quietly watched him from afar. He didn’t know I was watching. He was sitting at his desk quietly, almost silently, sounding out the words written on one of his DVD’s. He wasn’t completing a trial. He wasn’t working because I or anyone else was bribing him with a reward. There were no tokens ...

“A Thinly-Veiled Metaphor”

“A Thinly-Veiled Metaphor”
I like to race in triathlons.  I completely suck at it.  I am barely average.  It’s the worst torture I have ever endured.  But, I absolutely love it. There is a point in the swim where your arms start to ache and you can’t control your heart rate.  You lose the rhythm of the stroke ...

“Weirdos”

Growing up, I was a clean-cut, straight-laced mamma’s boy. Growing up, I played sports and collected GI Joe’s and listened to Top 40 music. Growing up, I judged an entire group of people.  I want to apologize to all of them.  Never vocally (well, sometimes vocally among friends), I called them names like “weirdos”. I ...

Paradoxes: When Good Things Bite

They don’t teach you this stuff in school.  In fact, most of it completely contradicts everything you were taught.  They don’t teach you about the paradoxes that hide in the simplest places: The toys and shows that bring your kids so much joy can so easily slip into unhealthy obsession and bring them grief and ...

“Should”

There is one word that beats me down on a regular basis.  It’s not a noun or a verb.  I don’t really know what the heck it is (I’m sure there is an English major out there who will tell me).  The word is “SHOULD”.  “SHOULD” connotes entitlement:  “I SHOULD be able to enjoy my ...

Genghis Khan

My son just wanted to go in the hot tub.  The sign said “adults only”.  The attentive hotel employee (let’s call him “Mike”) enforced the rules with zero tolerance. He pointed at the sign and tapped it twice with his index finger.  “No one under 18 allowed.”  My son obeyed, but whimpered as he stepped ...

Fatherhood

17. February 2015 blog posts, Mr. Bacon 2
When he was 10, he used to lay under the covers with his dad in the pitch darkness, shivering from the air conditioning and eating Wise potato chips.  They listened to Phil Rizzuto and Bill White call the Yankee game on the radio.  The hum of the air conditioner, the crunch of the chips, the ...

Chapter III: “Coincidence”

Coincidence:  a remarkable concurrence of events or circumstances without apparent causal connection.“Come on, man.  There has to be a reasonable explanation.”  It’s almost as if his mind won’t let his spirit hope.  “He probably happened upon some dinosaur YouTube video while you were cooking dinner.  He probably replayed it six or twenty-seven times and it ...

Choices

05. January 2015 blog posts, Mr. Bacon 2
I choose to stay positive.  I choose to embrace the tiny victories.I choose to keep it real.I choose honesty.I choose humility. I choose to forgive myself when I fail.I choose to let go of guilt.I choose to run toward my wife, not away.I choose to live in awe of my son. I choose to let ...