Way back in 2007 — after a mere nine months of warning — some doctor handed us a little bundle of blankets with a baby inside and suggested we go home and figure it out. (Posts made private after 3 months.)
Shortly after my daughter was born, I registered for a clinic to learn how to run. I’m not fast, but I’ve run about 7,000 klicks in the last eight years… and written a whole lot more words about it.
With a kid in school, and a dad who respects life-long learning, there are bound to be a growing collection of posts that have something to do with that whole education thing.
For most of my life I’ve defined myself as a gamer. But while I don’t have countless hours to devote to gaming anymore, I still play my fair share and have something to say about it.
There is something about that click — taking a picture — that is immensely satisfying to me. It is an addiction that now spans more than half my life & hundreds of thousands of images.
I like that I live in a small Canadian city at a point in our cultural growth that the things that happen here are still an important part of shaping a new identity for ourselves.