I want to eat all the food. All of it. It's a basic fact — and I say this fully knowing how crazy it makes me seem — that I run simply so that I can stuff…

Nadia turned three on August 6. This is remarkable for several reasons: It means I managed to keep a human person alive for three years, despite the fact that I'm unable to do basic things…

There's nothing like standing in a sea of 1,000 people while wearing two black concert t-shirts and jumping around with a belly full of microbrew. A week ago, I celebrated my 34th birthday by…

The well of, um, topics — strike that — things I write about on this blog isn't very deep. I mean, what, there's running, beer, parenting, pseudo-philosophy, etc. I've even mentioned Mountain Dew once or twice in…

I often fantasize about selling all of our worldly possessions, packing a rucksack and traveling the world again. But then I'm quickly snapped back to reality by obligations that tie my family to this particular…