All done

I feel I have worked enough for one lifetime. I would now like to retire and live out my days in relative quiet. Maybe write a novel or that zombie screenplay I’ve been trying to get onto paper. Mainly just sleep in and volunteer at community stuff and whatever school or events my kids are currently into. Anyone have a spare $1M? I promise to be incredibly grateful.


And the father is…

Little Miss Thing, age 3: “I am going to push all my macaroni onto the table.”

The Wonderful Wife: “Why in the world would you do that?”

LMT: “I like to watch you clean.”

WW, glaring at me: “No one will ever need a paternity test to know that you made this child.”


“To laugh often and much; To win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children; To earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends; To appreciate beauty, to find the best in others; To leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child, a garden patch or a redeemed social condition; To know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived. This is to have succeeded.”


Widely attributed to Ralph Waldo Emerson on the internet (often by me), this actually originated from “What is Success?” by Bessie Anderson Stanley in Heart Throbs Volume Two (1911)

P.S. I still love it and it guides me every day.