DADWAGON

JP’s kindergarten class has a nice little library from which the children are allowed to borrow books and bring them home. JP does so regularly and we read the book before he goes to bed. Heartwarming stuff, particularly as the reading period is that wonderful moment just before both kids (usually) disappear for the night’s [...]

I’ve passed many a satisfactory hour complaining about my ex-wife, bitching about the logistics of our shared custody, and congratulating myself with the thought that all our problems are her fault. And they are. Seriously. One thing I’ve learned, though, is someone always has it tougher than me. This past weekend Tomoko and I drove [...]

It’s fairly easy to dismiss the men’s rights movement (so-called) as a bunch of angry middle-aged men in kilts who couldn’t afford the sports car when the midlife crisis hit (hear me, Nathan?). How can one really argue that men are an aggrieved population within society that needs a movement to protect its rights? Which [...]

Word to the wise, all divorced fathers: do not come early (or in my case, on time) to your son’s school’s end-of-year picnic. If you do, and your ex-wife arrives late with your son, you will be forced to loiter awkwardly in the park for twenty minutes, feeling very much like a child molester. In [...]