DADWAGON

So when we went all viral with Babies in Bars, some of our astute critics pointed out that not only was baby Sasha crying in the  picture, that the bar was, gasp, not even in New York. True that. It was, in fact, in Bernal Heights in San Francisco, and Matt was there doing his [...]

Last night, in the 90 minutes or so between when the nanny leaves and Jean comes home, I was playing with Sasha. That is, I was lying near-catatonic on the couch watching TV while Sasha ran around destroying things (she loves to tear apart New York Magazine, more than any other publication, for some reason). [...]

The Wagon rolls on, documenting the trials, tribulations, and all-around amity that characterizes our blogging relationships with each other. Here’s a rundown of the travesties: Christopher easily wins the “Best Headline of the Week” prize with his “Joy of Lex.” Don’t get too excited, though: as reward he gets to do this. His post on [...]

A Week on the Wagon. Such a phrase! Seems particularly close to my own life this week, as I’ve been sick since last weekend and haven’t been able to indulge in my normal pastimes, which along with binge drinking, include domestic violence, crocheting, and bestiality animal husbandry. As such, I’ve had more time (and sobriety) [...]