Steve Jobs was the creator of the iPod, iPhone, iTunes, Pixar, computers that actually run, and a technology empire, but if you asked him what his greatest role in life was, he would answer: iDad. Here’s Jobs on fatherhood:
“It’s 10,000 times better than anything I’ve ever done.”
We went to the park tonight and had another picnic just like we did the night before. That’s how we roll. There’s no better job than being a dad and there’s no greater creation than a child.
Griffin and I hope your weekend is off to as good of a start as ours. Nothing beats a picnic at a park and some quality public hand chewing.
If I’m suspected of committing any crimes in Muncie, Indiana, over the past week, I have a string of good alibis. I haven’t been home.
I talked at Ashland University in Ohio on September 22nd and 23rd. From the student newspaper: “The man waving a pair of boxers above his head on the stage in Hugo Young Theatre Sept. 22 has possibly investigated more pairs of underwear than most of us own.”
I got home Friday evening and left early, early Sunday morning for Arkansas. (Okay, so maybe there were a few hours for me to commit some crime against society, but I was tired.)
A thousand set of eyeballs stare at me. Two stare at her.
My words inspire laughter, hers tears.
When I’m done, I’m rewarded with a standing ovation. She’s rewarded with silence.
I hear: “Good job. Well done. Thank you.”
She hears: a ticking clock, a baby rustling, a lullaby singing.
Everyone wants to know what my wife, Annie, thinks of all my adventures and if she wants to come along. She doesn’t. We’re different like that.
I’ve been away for the past week and I miss Annie, who recently became a stay-at-home mom, and our kids. I can’t wait to pick up my daughter, Harper, and twirl…
“Yee-haw, yee-haw, yippie-yi-yo, Texas here I come.” Harper singing one of her favorite songs from Backyardigans and it just happens to be where I’m heading this morning.
She calls the hat her “cowboy hat” and she just has to wear it when she’s riding her Fischer Price horse she calls “old paint.” I think my little cowpoke needs a real cowboy hat. I’ll have to find her one in Texas. …
We enrolled Harper at a daycare/preschool associated with Ball State University. (Yep, she’s in college at the age of 2.) Two weeks ago I attended the school’s orientation for parents while Annie was at home with the kids.
The director of the program asked that all the parents introduce themselves, and share an interesting tidbit about their child. I was sitting in the front row on a seat that was about 6″ off the ground — like a giant sitting in munchkin land. She called on me first.
“I’m Kelsey Timmeran. My daughter’s name is Harper. She’s two…” and this is where I needed to say something interesting about Harper. I don’t like intro situations like this. In fact, sometimes my…
On Monday I had my photo taken at least a thousand times by no less than 20 different photographers. It was one of those psuedo-famous moments where I felt like I was someone else, maybe even Lady Gaga. (Note: My butt cheeks weren’t hanging out.)
I was addressing high school students participating in Ball State’s summer journalism workshop. Photogs circled around the stage, in front and in back. At the top of the auditorium they stood on seats and tried to get an angle that no one else had imagined. I was less of a pseudo-celebrity and more of a bowl of fruit.
The title of my talk was “Confessions of an Untraditional Journalist.” You can…
I’m not sure if I’ve shared this yet, but four schools in the great state of Texas are using “Where Am I Wearing?” as a common reader this fall. This means that every single freshmen will get a copy of the book and be expected to read it. How awesome is that?!?
West Texas A&M University located just south of Amarillo is one of those schools. Here’s what they had to say in a recent press release about selecting WAIW in:
“We always try to select books with global issues for the Readership WT program and to have students consider what kind of impact they can have on our local and global communities,” Kendra Campbell, director of First Year Experience, said. “With…
My buddy Alex here is pictured standing in front of a 7-foot and $350 box of artillery. Yes there’s not much more American than these bombs of patriotism, made in China.
This weekend I visited King’s Island with my little brother, Alex. In the above video you can listen to my thoughts on riding roller coasters at 32 or read the essay below.
There’s a slight disconnect between the essay and the video. I wrote the essay about our first ride of the day – the Vortex. The video is from the Beast and is more than a bit shaky. The Beast is the roughest roller coaster I’ve ever been on. As Alex put it, “The Beast is a 3-minute 40-second car crash.”
Over the Hill
The train ratchets up the hill and I have one question on my mind, “Am I too old for this?”
It doesn’t really matter. I can turn around and see…
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