I am in here.
As I write, it’s the bottom of the fourth quarter, with Denver’s quarterback having allowed 4 turnovers, and Pittsburgh having a happy, soon to be victorious, romp. Peter thinks this is a significant event. Buck and I don’t understand that, but we accept it, as any parent must. Here in Boulder, the bars which do … Continue reading football
My son does not want to be a grown-up. Not yet, at any rate, and not for a long time, if he has anything to say about it. This is what I’ve figured out about his current sullenness, his current hatred of anything to do with Colorado, much less school. Don’t even bother asking him … Continue reading what I've figured out so far
Buck is now here in Boulder, and we’ve had a nice evening at a hotel, not the condo. Sometimes, you just need a vacation from your vacation. Not that it was a vacation to start with. It all started with getting Peter back to school. Now it’s devolved into keeping Peter in school. We are … Continue reading What I've been up to
With fewer net connections than I’d thought I’d have. Must fix that. Making sure Peter actually starts the new semester. Starts it by going to his classes, that is. Gotta be specific sometimes, when you’re a parent. Last night, with him still homework-less, we watched two movies, back to back, of his choosing: “The Jacket” … Continue reading In Boulder
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