Three Electric Toothbrushes: Dadtritus Alert Is it just me, or do most Dads mow through toothbrushes with our mighty molars at a pace that leaves them buzzing and stuttering in our wake? To wit: at last count, I had not one, not two, but three Philips Sonicare models of various vintage standing sentry on my... Continue Reading →
Dadtritus Alert: Multiple Christmas Trees Is it just me, or do you, too, have a backup to your main Christmas tree gathering dust in your basement, or attic, or wherever you stuff backup Christmas trees? And is there a backup to your backup? And backups to that one, too? I suppose there's some logic to... Continue Reading →
Online Watch Scams: Don't Get Your Crown Screwed Cue up "Kerry Pomo" and sing along to our spammy carol: I'm beginning to see a lot of watch scams on my Facebook feed flimsy cases and empty dials clueless people are posting smiles and the only... Continue Reading →
Dadtritus: On the Road and On My Wrist This blog has been on a bit of hiatus as work and family and, well, just life has conspired against my healthy outlet, ruminating on the perfectly grilled meal, ridding myself -- virtually -- of a stack or two of dadtritus, poking fun at myself for the... Continue Reading →
Dadtritus Alert: Two Dozen Ballcaps Cue the Jeff Foxworthy voice: If you've got more than zero ballcaps imprinted with the name of a resort or vacation destination, and you consider these nice enough to go out to a restaurant in... yoooooouuuuu might be suffering from dadtritus. If you've got your ballcaps separated into sweat-stained-lawnmowing caps... Continue Reading →
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