Cape Cod Chips

Raising a 12 year old and a 14 year old is like, the most frustratingly rewarding job on the planet, except you don't get paid and you are the worst human to ever live.  These are real sentences that could be heard in my house the last week or so: "I can't put the dish... Continue Reading →

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The Green Monstaaaaah

My oldest daughter danced with her dance studio at Fenway Park this past weekend.  If you have been to a game recently, there are a few streets that are outside the actual park, but you need a ticket to the game to get into.  My daughter and her dance studio performed on one of those... Continue Reading →

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The Mint

The ride into work this morning was really nice today.  With the weather changing a bit, the windows were down and the music was playing a little louder than normal.  I stopped to get a coffee, which I usually make at home, but wanted to treat myself today.  This type of weather, along with lots of... Continue Reading →

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The Candy Man

Recently, I went to watch my 8 foot tall 21 year old cousin play in a lacrosse tournament in his final year of college.  It was great that the tournament was local and that lots of my family was able to go and see him.  Although, many of us were completely confused about this weird... Continue Reading →

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Lefty

I've known for a very long time that I am not a tough guy.  In fact, I remember the day I found out for sure.  I knew from this day on, that if I had to fight I would make sure I had a weapon or I was friendly with enough tough guys that would... Continue Reading →

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What’s the score?

Sunday was a HUGE game for my favorite team in the world.  Hockey is my sport, and the Boston Bruins are my team.  if you don't know or follow I will catch you up.  They were down three games to two in a best of seven series.  Winner of this moves on to the next round.  You need... Continue Reading →

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Co-Parenting

Being a divorced parent must be almost impossible.  Raising kids SUCKS lots of the times, and raising them with someone you hate or someone who hates you must make it a billion times harder.  Like, let's say your wife cheats on you or leaves you, and you are emotionally broken, but you have to put... Continue Reading →

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Shit

I taught my God Daughter at 2 years old to say the word Shit.  Because, it's funny.  And I thought I could piss off her Mom a little bit.  Give her another challenge with raising her beautiful little girl.   Plus, I've never been an Uncle or a God Father but I thought that is what... Continue Reading →

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Writer

When do I get to call myself a writer? Do you have to be published, have a certain # of views? Or do I just start calling myself that and see what happens. What do you do? I'm a writer. Sounds so much better than "I work in finance". It gives me so much more... Continue Reading →

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