This is a damn cute photo of Mylo that I like to look at for long periods of time.
In the middle east, men are addressed according to the name of their first-born son. I am therefore known as "father of Mylo"... Abu Mylo.
Thursday, February 24, 2011
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
Family Photo's
It's 10:23am and I've cleaned up my cat's barf, my son's poop, and my dog's pee. Did I mention that it's 10:23am? Now I know that not every household contains a farmyard of special-needs animals like ours (two, cranky senior-citizen cats and a handicapped pitbull at last count) but, nonetheless, I've come to believe that behind every smiling, happy family photo there is a tidal wave of bodily secretions waiting to be cleaned.
can you hear the roar of the tsunami approaching? |
Sunday, February 6, 2011
Mylo's First Subway Ride

I told Mylo exactly how I felt about the MTA: my deep sense of resentment towards their fare hikes, cut backs in service, and what I feel is a pervasive air of corruption within the agency. Mylo laughed and tried to bite my nose. We hopped on the subway. It was Mylo's first ride and I'm happy to report that he enjoyed it quite a bit. And I must admit... so did I.
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