Grads and Dads
Ani’s high school graduation. My arm. Expensive meals. Drugs! Transcript
Ani’s high school graduation. My arm. Expensive meals. Drugs! Transcript
I’m sorry to share this complaint. Transcript
Eighth grade graduation drives home how much I hate (some) people. Transcript
I tried a new protein bar. Plus updates on my face, my kid, and other stuff. Transcript
An MRI. Last days of school. And: Do you HAVE to take that final? (Yes.) Transcript
The good news is, the beard is gone. The bad news is, who am I? Transcript
Ani got a surprising award. My arm hurts. Transcript
An unintentionally hilarious wedding. And a surprise shopping trip. Transcript
My appointment with the dermatologist was interesting. How interesting? Daily podcast-level interesting. Transcript
Hodgepodge ep. My arm. My beard. Credit cards. Protein. Red meat. Transcript
A couple Marc Maron memories. Transcript
I am sick. It is sad. It’ll be okay. I’ll be okay. I mean, probably. Transcript
I love a three-day weekend. Ours was action-packed! Transcript
Weird meetings day. Haircut and beard trim. Measuring food. All the hits. Transcript
On memorization and NOT being confused with the other guy. Transcript
Apparently, kids grow up. No fair. Transcript
I tie neckties funny. Also, neckties are themselves funny. And the word tie is funny. Transcript
Hidden driveway (costs). Transcript
Til death do I part. Transcript
I went to a party. It was loud. Transcript
Proud of my pal, and proudly finding out what happens early. Transcript
Good work day. Unpleasant morning. Blood. Transcript
Weekend stuff. Doc stuff. Needles and shocks. Transcript
Made a new, unexpected, too-large purchase. Hope it goes well. Transcript
It’s presentation day! Here’s how I’m doing my day-of prep. Transcript
Sorry about Duolingo. Dress rehearsal. Etc. Transcript
Talking faster than usual because I’m pressed for time. Here’s how the weekend went. Also, more seminar talk. Transcript
Thoughts on preordering failures and apples. The fruit, not the company. Transcript
I finished a series. I don’t feel guilty about watching TV. Much.
This post was meant to post hours ago, but Micro.blog was having issues. Transcript