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Nuclear Waste

Jun 9th, 2008 | By Mike | Category: Highlight, Humor Central

OK, so I’m in a cereal rut.
Writing the last blog (
The Golden Torus and The Enchanted Pants) entry brought back memories from when my son was still in diapers and started eating cereal. He was already eating table food, when my wife and I started discussing getting him some fun, sugary cereal as a “dessert [...]



Head Heart Hands Health

Jun 6th, 2008 | By Chuck | Category: Highlight, Public Service

I was not the kid that was part of a boy scout troop nor was I sent off to summer camp. I imagine that had I been I may not have gotten into some of the trouble I did.  All the good kids must have been at one of those camps or activities.
With summer bearing [...]



The Doctor is in

Jun 3rd, 2008 | By Chuck | Category: Highlight, Humor Central, Pointless Posts

My wife is a third generation medical professional. She’s a Registered Nurse on a Neonatal Intensive Care Unit to be exact. When you couple this with the fact that we speak TO our children rather than speaking down at them (do you have an owie?! Let me see that cutsy wutsy?) it creates some interesting [...]



She calls him Peter Pan

May 29th, 2008 | By Chuck | Category: Highlight, Proud Papa

I’m not quite sure how it happened. It seems I should have just gone along with the
guinea pig.
All I’ve ever wanted to do, since meeting my wife, was give her all she wanted. Easy right?
It wasn’t so long ago, just 4 years now, that we hated our home. We wanted out more than anything [...]



The Golden Torus and the Enchanted Pants

May 25th, 2008 | By Mike | Category: Highlight, Pointless Posts

(I thought I’d have a little fun with this one.)

Once there was a beautiful little girl who sat in a tall chair. She had reached an age of maturity where she could be introduced to a magical new morsel, the Golden Torus. Her parents placed offerings of the scrumptious toroids in front her. She would [...]



The child in me

May 23rd, 2008 | By Chuck | Category: Highlight, Papa Prattle

My life is good. The few complaints I have are brought forth, more often than not, by a bad day or a bad moment. Each of them fleeting though never as quickly as one might hope when in them. It’s in these low times that I reflect on the child in me and those things [...]