In which the book Founding Brothers gives me some insight into the nature of our two-party political system.
In which Kris isn’t bossy — she just likes to tell me what to do.
In which my readers and I try to remember the first record albums we ever owned. In which I discuss the etymology of ‘flotch’.
In which I wonder: when is it appropriate for children to learn about racism? Other religions? Sex? When can they safely watch gunplay and fisticuffs on television? Also: I’ve a renewed interest in Greek mythology.
In which we spend a wonderful weekend in Yakima with the Gingerich family.