Sunday, September 19, 2010


My oldest boy just turned 18, which by all accounts is fucking weird. It doesn't seem that long ago that I was turning 18 and now here I am on the cusp of 40. Time (and our perception of it) is a funny, funny thing...

In his 18 years on this planet, Kyle has dealt with more ridiculous nonsense than I know I dealt with in my first 18 years, and he appears to have come through it all relatively unscathed. He's a good kid with big dreams (much like his father...) and I am very proud to call him my son. 

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