Author: Mark

I'm a single dad with two kids - one in college and one who is nine. I teach business classes at a small college and provide marketing consulting on the side. I enjoy my job, my kids, running, and grilling. Thanks for taking the time to read my blog. I'm always open to questions or comments.

Leaving (briefly) on a jet plane

Just the other day, I took my daughter to the airport. Now, there have been many times over the years when I’ve threatened to stick her on a plane and send her somewhere one way. But this time was different. This time she was taking her first flight by herself. It was pretty much a…

10 reasons why my iPod should be confiscated

Some years ago, I was fortunate enough to have an iPod come into my life. For a person who worked his way through college by playing actual, real-to-goodness 45 records at a local radio station, I still find the technology that allows us digital music to be quite incredible. However, my iPod recently konked out. It would freeze…

Dad, can I ask you some more questions?

If you’re a regular reader, you know my son has never worried about what curiosity did to the cat. In fact, if he could find that cat, my son would ask him just what exactly curiosity did do to him. You might be wondering where my son gets all his questions. My only reply is this:…

Wal-Mart at the speed of sound

When you live in a small town, you often have to invent things to do. And when you’re easily entertained like we are, it isn’t hard to do. My son and I recently found such a way. And as most of life does in a small town, it revolves around Wal-Mart. My son hates going…

What’s for breakfast? How about Kazakhstan toasts

Living with a picky eater is one thing. But living with a picky eater who is a bit ocd, well, that is something completely different. I’m not sure how this ever came up, but one day my son comes up to me and asks, “You know where I’d like to visit?” I was expecting Hawaii.…

Mixing business and pleasure

There’s just something special about seeing  kids working, voluntarily, on some chores around the house. And if you can’t get them to do it by their own free will, then you can always resort to manipulation. I found that worked pretty well last week when I needed to wash the car. “Hey,” I called to…

The 5 1/2 days of Father’s Day

My daughter and I were sitting at my son’s final baseball game of the year this past Tuesday night. And it was hot. Real hot. I was trying to figure out some way to cool down. I thought too bad that Father’s Day is still almost five days away or I could ask my daughter…

Getting involved with the kids . . . in a drinking game

It’s funny how sometimes some of the best memories aren’t planned at all. At a family reunion, I was trying to choose a drink for my son from some limited choices: water, unsweet tea, sweet tea, and strawberry lemonade. “Mmmmmmmm. Strawberry lemonade,” I thought. I didn’t want to get it for myself because of the sugar,…

Swinging away

My son has never hit a home run before. Oh, he’s taken some big swings. And he’s collected a few hits, but never a home run. This is his fifth year to play. We survived two years of T-ball. (If you’ve never had the pleasure of taking in a T-ball game, count yourself blessed. In…