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November 12th, 2009
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My son’s cell phone went through the laundry.
There, I said it. And no, it’s not easier to say simply because it happened at his mom’s house. What happened could have happened at my place or anywhere.
You see, his sister did the laundry, and she doesn’t normally do that chore. She dumped things in the washer [...]
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November 5th, 2009
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29 comments
I go on a lot of bad dates. At least those are the ones I tend to blog about. Sill, proof does exist that not all of my first dates suck. A woman I recently went on two dates with texted me at 2am.
She texted: Sleelunb???
I texted: Huh? What’s up?
She texted: I’m drunk!!!
Gotta love a [...]
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September 10th, 2009
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16 comments
I earlier told the story of a Dad’s House reader who found a pre-paid GoPhone in his wife’s lingerie drawer. Turns out his hot wife was having a discreet affair. The secret phone had sexy text messages between his wife and her lesbian lover.
Dad’s House readers chimed in with advice – confiscate the phone, freeze [...]
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May 15th, 2009
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33 comments
Silicon Valley night life is absurd. My buddy and I went out for dinner and mojitos at a hip tapas restaurant. There were attractive women, well dressed men, couples, trios, you name it. It was quite the scene.
Forget the overweight sixty-year-old Russian engineers with the thirty-something Latina escorts in cleavage-revealing too-short slutty dresses. (We eavesdropped [...]
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March 31st, 2009
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31 comments
I have a strict no-cell-phone at dinnertime policy. As a divorced dad, I only see my kids half the week, and between their school and sports, and my work, we aren’t exactly spending every waking minute together. Dinner time is a chance for us to sit and talk, plug into each others’ lives, catch up [...]
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February 24th, 2009
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31 comments
Remember the woman I met on craigslist who wanted to meet-up during the dinner hour at the most expensive restaurant in town for “drinks”?
We had used a combination of phone calls and text messages to try to sync up. Finally, she cancelled the whole thing, texting that she had a family commitment. A week later, [...]
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February 16th, 2009
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29 comments
Remember the single mom who dreamed about me? In her dream I sat with her on an Irish cliff overlooking the ocean. When she asked who I was, I told her about my blog. When she woke up in real life, she found Dad’s House and emailed me. We ended up chatting, swapping pics, texting, [...]