If you’re a parent, can you imagine not visiting your children in 8 years? Neither can I. Neither can most people with a pulse. For parents who abandon their kids and never […]
Love + Absence = ?
The Emotional Turducken.
In another of my strange little worlds, Wife has these three in her head who are simultaneously separate of her, and who ARE her. Read along as they witness the majesty of […]
Rage fuel: it’s your friend.
Greetings, Dear Readers! Why Is Everything Capitalized Right Here? No Idea. I want to tell you a little story on this fine Wednesday morning that, were it to reach only one reader, […]
The new phonebook’s here! The new phonebook’s here!
I got my first letter from a reader asking for advice. And it only took 2 years of blogging! Anyway, I got a letter from a reader who (unbeknownst to me) has […]
Filtered Messages.
Dear HomeWrecker, Did you know there’s a folder inside of Facebook Messenger entitled ‘Filtered Requests’? First, you have to go to ‘People’, then inside of the ‘Message Requests’ folder there, you have […]
the caretaker.
This post ran previously in 2015 After Honey left, I took the babies and a moving Pod filled with whatever would fit, and we drove back to my home state to live […]
Because boobs.
Honey: (knocking on the door) Hello? Are you in there? Hey Conscience! Listen, I was just wondering – Conscience: (in a high-pitched sing-songy voice) Nobody home! Honey: (annoyed) You’re clearly home, I just […]
Not even clothes.
Some very insane and blog-worthy things have happened in the past couple of months, but I’ve reached a level in dealing with this garbage I like to call ‘level ostrich’. I bury […]
Thank heaven for crappy lawyers!
Honey filed a custody case against me in September. You can read about it here. It was finally heard last week. Why the long wait? Because Honey hired, in my opinion, one […]
Second Chances.
Where crappy Lifetime movies are suddenly preferable to the alternative…
Honey and the Homewrecker. 