Why It Is Just As Well That I Did Not Seriously Pursue an Acting Career /
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The growing repertoire of "career" fiascos can be seen here.
My Badass Era /
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[in said video, I run with all the grace of a wounded giraffe]
[but in the part that comes before that, I do some mean ground defense]
VISA Fraud Prevention Services Has My Back /
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My Search for an Archery Glove Is Taking Me to Some Scary Places /
Bow Hunting Brand or Death Metal Band?
- HellRazor
- Hellhammer
- Heart Attack
- Atrocity
- Mayhem
- Bloodline
- Bloodbath
- Armageddon
- Bone Collector
- Grave Digger
- Bestial Warlust
- Impaled
- Killing Addiction
- Animosity
- Rage
- Hate
- Deadlock
- The Berserker
- Grim Reaper
- Carcass
- Devastator
- Patriot Jr.
Bow Hunting: 1, 3, 6, 9, 10, 15, 19, 21, 22
Death Metal: 2, 4, 7, 8, 11, 12, 13, 14, 16, 18, 20
Both: 5, 17
I Guess I Should Read Up on Nanobots /
Responsibility /
Back in the fifth grade, close to a quarter-century ago, my class learned about the Responsibility of Parenthood by carting around egg babies for a couple of weeks.
The numbers declined slowly but steadily. Eggs were dropped, or sat upon, or mislaid. There were some particularly dramatic losses on the playground, and a few (failed) attempts to fool the teacher with unsanctioned replacements.
In short, a bunch of ten-year-old kids did pretty much what you'd expect them to do.
Well, most of them.
I'd been wondering, recently, how accurate my memory was of that time; if I'd actually taken the exercise as super, super seriously as I remembered. Had I really hand-sewn outfits? And converted an old toolbox into a plush, fully decorated mobile nursery? And started up a mini cloth diaper laundry operation at my desk?
Egg babies in their vintage duds. (click on image to enlarge)
Then I found these--still dusted with baby powder--and doubted no more.
(As an aside, it turns out that a foolproof parenting strategy for getting your kids safely into adulthood is to tuck them away, untouched, in a dark attic for 20+ years.)
