"Blame it on Lorraine." - Milli or Vanilli, after silent farting in Lorraine's apartment.  Probably. "Blame it on the ...

Howdy folks. I have some posts brewing in my brain, but I haven't been able to formulate them onto the blog because my stomach has bee...

Dear Redbook Magazine, I get it.  You guys really like firefighters.  What with their chiseled pecks and their gruff exterior, they are u...

So, do you come here often? Why yes, I live here. My dad owns the place.  I have a little room in the back where I sleep and there's ...

Once a month, I  post a rundown of my best Facebook and Twitter status updates.  Although this month's is a tad bit late, here they are....

My kid. Seemed fitting. What Parents Say/What Kids Hear "Stop playing video games and go play outside." = "Go to the neig...

When you teach first grade, watching children vomit becomes commonplace.  It's kinda like being a New York City cab driver or a modeling...

Last May, I thought I would blow the parents of my first graders away with a little medley of theme songs from TV shows.  It took a lot of t...

What I imagine people will think when I update my Facebook profile information. - That Abe sure is an interesting fellow.  I'd like to ...

Use these stretchy things if you want. One of the most common questions I get from loved ones, unloved ones, well-fed soccer moms and hob...

Dear Junior High Tormentor that I shall call "Dillon", I found you. You know, you really should protect your Facebook account.  ...

Honey, where's our horn sharpener? It's where it's always been. Oh, okay. So, where is that then? Same place they have ...

I recently heard that Rebecca Black's "Friday" has been taken off YouTube, which is an absolute shame.  I guess you will have ...

It was the day before the last day of school.  The children had just come in from recess and I had settled them down for a delightful showi...

Howdy everyone.  I'm back from hiatus. Just returned from a ten day vacation to Pennsylvania where I ate cheesesteaks, went watersliding...