On July 10, 2005, I started Cynical Dad. I had an itch to write, so I decided to share my kids with the rest of the world. Why did I start writing about my kids? I like to tell people I'm writing the definitive How-Not-To Guide To Parenting. I'm probably not too far off the mark.
I began my journey with a little ditty about finger chingers. And though I am my own worst critic, I have written some things in the past year that even I enjoy:
- Just Because I Am Not Without Sin Doesn't Mean I Won't Cast The First Stone Upside Your Head (dealing with a Jesus Freak in the parking lot)
- Fight Club Junior (fighting erupts amongst the kids in my 'hood)
- Zoey's New Hairdon't (Zoey cuts her own hair)
- Don't Tell Me How To Raise My Kids And I Won't Tell You Your Eyebrows Make You Look Like A Clown (one of the many times someone's questioned my parenting abilities)
- I Only Hope I Get Off This Cheap When It's Time For The Real Thing (Zoey marries the little boy down the street)
- Civil Disobedience (the day I wanted to sell my kids on eBay)
- My Daughter Wants Her Daddy Dead (Zoey models her Halloween costume)
- Sex And The Suburbs (the topic turns to sex at a brunch with "the girls")
- The Old Lion's Teeth, Seems Like A Smile To Me (I finally figure out what Zoey can be when she grows up)
World domination, silly.
But enough about me...
In the past year, I have met so many amazing people online. So today, I'd like to celebrate you guys. You who inspire me. You who encourage me. You who disagree with me. You who keep coming back to read this crap.
Everyone who has ever sent me a comment or email. Everyone who has ever read my ramblings.
Thank you all.
