Barnabas Monkeypants

I worry that he won’t love me as much as I love him.

I don’t like Wal-Mart. This is likely a good thing since there are no Wal-Mart store in Chicago’s city limits. (Chicago is a very strong union city and Wal-Mart is a notoriously bad company when it comes to workers’ rights. If you don’t believe me, read this and watch this.) The closest Wal-Mart to our [...]

I worry that he’s going to have my artistic talent and Kristen’s singing talent. (If you’ve seen me draw or heard Kristen sing, well… I’m very, very sorry you had to experience that.)

Here’s a broad generalization for you all: expecting fathers tend to think that they understand everything their ladies are going through. That is, when there’s a particularly tough kick to the innards, the men nod their head and say, “I know, I know, it’s horrible.” They dutifully pull over to a McDonald’s when there’s a [...]

The baby shower was Saturday, and a fun time was had by all (most?). The morning was filled with me bringing chairs out to the back patio from our basement storage, running to two different grocery stores to find properly ripe avocados, and cleaning dog feces off of the side of our building. Bringing up [...]

I worry that he’s going to hate cats and/or the cats will hate him.

I mentioned in an earlier post about how I’m worrying all the time about Barnabas. I figured it’d be worth it to start listing these completely irrational and inconsequential worries here, so you all can see how nuts I am. So here it goes… I worry that he’s going to grow up with a Chicago [...]

There is such a thing as a public intellectual. These are people who merely are there to rouse up a dialog among the people of the community, whether it’s about global warming or slavery reparations or Arby’s horsey sauce (the latter which should be removed entirely from the planet, mind you). I would like to [...]

I’m currently sitting in a hotel room in San Francisco, dreading having to walk over to the Moscone Convention Center. You see, I’m here for this year’s American Diabetes Association’s Annual Meeting, which means I get to look at slides explaining incretin mimetics, beta-cell preservation, and dyslipidemia over and over and over. Usually, these slides [...]

There’s a new Mexican restaurant close to our neighborhood that we checked out the other night. Many non-Chicagoans don’t realize this, but Chicago has a) one of the largest Mexican populations in the country (second only to LA, according to the 2000 US Census) and b) one of the best restaurant scenes as well, including [...]