No, No, NO!!!!!!!!!!

We lived for over ten years in Budapest, Hungary. During that decade or so, we made minor inroads into the dense thicket of the Hungarian language. More narrow foot trails really. A few words and phrases that carried us into the nearly impenetrable timberland of that turbid language only to find our way blocked by…

A Few Hard Thoughts on Dicks

The penis. The source of so much heartbreak, so much misery, so much pleasure throughout human history. Genghis Khan used his to sire an estimated 1000 – 2000 children, meaning that roughly 0.5% of the world’s human population is descended from good old Genghis. Louis XVI’s nob was hobbled by phimosis – a condition of the…

Guilting Your Kids: A Cautionary Tale

I think I just did something I promised myself I’d never do. I just guilted my kids. Even worse, I did it about my wife’s cancer. (If you’re new to this and need background, see On Colons, Cancer, and Courage.) Wait, ‘guilted’ isn’t a word? A verb, ‘to guilt’? It should be. ‘To blame’ just doesn’t…