Blog Post About Nothing

Seinfeld MomentsMuch like Seinfeld back in the 90’s was a TV show about nothing, this will be a blog post about nothing.  Readers, you have been warned.

Over the weekend when we had the great Blizzard of 2016, I spent 9 hours or so live blogging the storm.  Just posting seemingly random updates to a single blog thread.  Looking back, some had some form of information in them, most did not.

For me, it was an exercise in writing.  For the first time in a really long time (perhaps every) I had achieved a near total case of writer’s block.  It’s been a few months since I’ve worked on my current book project.  It was weeks in between blog updates.  And I was struggling with the hybrid technical writing/presentation style I need to leverage for work.  I really can not recall an issue like that ever happening.

So, I went a little extreme and just set about writing sentences that loosely hung together.  The nice thing about doing during a large winter storm, with a leaning toward the “wussification” of at least New York State if not the country – I had a captive audience.  So thank you for bearing with me during this period where as Islander’s coach Jack Capuano would say, “he just has to work through it.”

Onto the “wussification” which I think is a pretty big issue.

First in my house – I realized last night as I was heading out to pick up a pizza, neither of my kids had ventured outside into the snow over the weekend.  We had more than two feet of snow at our house – and they were content to sit around and binge watch random stuff on Netflix.

Probably a sign of the times – but even at 15 and 13 there is no way I would sit out a storm when I was growing up.  Not that the good old days of drinking from garden hoses was so much better, but it didn’t have that “wussification” feel.

Then came the robo-call from the school district last night.  Two-hour delayed start to the school day.  I couldn’t believe it.  The snow had stopped in the wee-hours of Sunday morning.  I had been out a couple of times during the day (and I was at the gym at 6 this morning).  There were no issues.

The problem the district was trying to solve was “what if there is overnight freezing of melted snow.”  Guess what, for as long as it’s been snowing in NYS, there has been overnight re-freezing of melting snow.  I can’t recall EVER having a delayed start to school growing up  Another moment where “wussification” wins out over drinking from the garden hose.

That’s fine though – because it gives this blog post about nothing something of a payoff for those who didn’t heed the early warning.  Thanks.  A sneak peek – now that th e 70+ degree Christmas break is a distant memory and it feels like winter, I’m gearing up for the annual Cupid Undie Run in NYC.  you’ll see more here and get email from me, or you can get out in front and donate now here.

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Holding On and Letting Go

Holding On and Letting GoIn a week that for me was very introspective and reflective – I realized that months ago (with some help) I was able to symbolically close off on another chapter in my life – but at the time I let the moment go.  I think part of the reason the symbolism was lost on me is because it was more of a symbolic holding on – and not a fear of letting go.  Still, as I learned from a blog I was just introduced to, holding on and letting go can come up and get you at random moments.

The moment I’m talking about is when I cleaned out Risa’s closet over the summer.

When we moved into our house – one of the attractive features to her at the time was the pair of walk in closets in the master bedroom.  And she filled hers to the max.  But there was always a door there, and for the most part to me was out of sight, out of mind.  Even though it took me nearly four full years to empty it out – it was never a fear of letting go that stopped me.  It was simply out of sight, out of mind.

But for others looking in – I can understand why they would imagine I was holding on to avoid letting go.  I think now after Laura Fahrenthold’s blog on it, I can at least sort of understand what others were thinking.

When you’re the only parent in the house – I think there is a tone you have to set in the house.  In the days after Risa passed I pulled out pictures and other things.  In the days after the funeral, I took them all down and put a few pictures into the girls’ rooms – but I did not create a shrine.  Her closet was never meant to be a shrine either.  Just one of the things that would one day get checked off the list.

For a few months ago, that item is done.  It was never a matter of holding on or letting go for me – it was a matter of getting to that item on the checklist – and getting it done.  Memories are for holding onto.  Things are for letting go – the memories don’t live there anyway.

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The Pizza Blog

pizzaA not so hidden fact about myself is that I love pizza.  While I don’t go out-of-the-way to try every pizza place I can, given the opportunity, I’ll try a new pizza place over just about every other type of food.  The girls and I visited one of the better pizza places I’ve discovered this way recently, and 13.5 suggested the pizza blog.

We were out and about on New Year’s Day and reached about three in the afternoon and none of us had eaten lunch.  I played hockey early.  13.5 woke up late and 11.0 spent the morning with a friend.


After a brief family caucus we actually set out for tacos, but the place was closed.  That’s when I realized we were right across the street from one of the better pizza places I’ve ever visited.  So I suggested pizza.

The girls were pretty happy and 11.0 asked me how I knew about the place.

So I told her.  Back in my second go round with Cablevision, this place was not far from my office.  Some nights I would stop there and grab a slice or two before heading across two bridges to get home.  I tried the place one night out of my zeal to eat from every pizza place I pass.  I kept going back because the place was that good.

So, on the first day of 2014 I returned.  The place did not disappoint.

I am a plain pizza guy.  Sometimes Sicilian, usually triangle and rarely with anything on it.  The sauce has to be rich and tangy.  The bottom crisp enough to support the cheese and the crust with just a little crunch.

While eating, 13.5 thought I should create a pizza blog and share my pizza experiences.  Of course, there are times I have enough problems keeping this blog updated, I could not imagine keeping another one.

However, if you need a pizza recommendation, let me know.  I keep the places cataloged in my mind.

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Back To School, Let Normal Return

Life Returns to NormalThe alarms started sounding at 5:45 this morning.  By 6:20 10.5 was eating breakfast.  At 6:50 13.0 was gathering up her breakfast and we were heading out the door.  The girls went back to school.  Let normal return to our lives.

This is a big year for 10.5, she starts middle school.  Also a big year for 13.0, she finishes middle school.

Now that the never-ending summer has unofficially ended with the return to school, the first set of stressors – getting to the first bell – is lifted.  More on that over at my friend Judy Martin’s Work Life Nation blog, where I right about going back to school.


Here at home, it’s getting ready to let the routine settle in.

Hear that? It’s the sound of silence…ahhh

The girls are back to school, let normal return.

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The New Look

New and ImprovedAs some of you may have noticed by now, my blog has a new look to it.  Under the covers, there is a new hosting facility for Dad the Single Guy as well.

(Don’t forget Dad the Single Guy’s book The Beginning of the Middle of the End of the Beginning now available for download) 

There are many reasons for all of the changes.

I changed hosting from Network Solutions to Blue Host largely because NS hosting became unsteady for me over the two years I was using it, and frankly I do not have the time or desire to become an expert in network configurations.

So, with the migration came the opportunity to update the look and feel of my blog.  I hope you all like it, it will be a work in progress for the next few weeks…yeah, I know I have a lot sharing buttons and some other stuff to clean up. I want to see what works best and get rid of what doesn’t.

As always, I hope to hear from you and I’ll keep tinkering around.

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Letting No News Speak For Itself

If you were to ask me in May (at least the early part of May) what my summer looked like I had a pretty good concept for a bunch of stuff-from a Tough Mudder, to a triathlon, to a short get away and maybe even hoping to find someone to share time with.

Fast forward to the back-end of July and in this case, three out of four is not so good.  But I have accomplished one of the goals, which is really pretty good.  Perhaps everything really does happen for a reason, I’m not sure still.

However, given that the day-to-day I am doing right now is all about rehab for my knee (by the way courtesy of my friend, my bum knee even tweets) and honestly that has a whiny ring to it when I blog about that over and over…

So, no news is good news.  The knee is getting better.  It’s a long slow process, but one I am sticking with.

Overall, life is not so bad and for now nothing new to report-which is also not so bad.

July 24 update:  So, I thought this was a very positive update and kind of let folks know that despite there have been few updates the last few weeks, all is well.  Health club girl is not so sure, so you be the judge.

Is this s positive post?

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Going from Grind to Grind

After a week-long business trip in Vegas, the thought was I’d be able to come home to a long weekend and kind of catch up.  So much for best laid plans.

Yeah, there was plenty to catch up on from the week that was.  The kicker though, the plan to take the MLK Day off and unwind has fallen apart.  So, now it’s a work from home (WFH) day.  The girls are off with friends and I have a full call docket.

Grinding from a week away to the daily grind and back into the work grind.

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The Second (and Third) Act

As I mentioned in a post a couple of weeks ago a friend of mine from my TV days got me thinking about how life changes and what started out as a set of goals and dreams morphes into a second and third act.

So here is Renee’s Good Enough Mom blog and the way I answered her questions about the second (and third) act.

Who knows when the curtain will come down on the next act?

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A Lazy Saturday Upon us


It’s a lazy Saturday here.  I was going to actually blog about that, and try to break out of the downer kind of blogs I’ve been writing this week…and instead I figured I’d try a V-Blog.

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So let me know what you think.















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Gonna Look Inward First

I’ve never been one (or at least I hope I have not been one) to look for help unless I am truly out of options and just can’t figure out a problem or issue.  This is especially true when it comes to parenting and raising my kids.  Beyond a sense of responsibility, I think I owe it to them to just figure it out.

Sometimes the answer is asking for help-and with some reluctance on my part I have become more willing to do that.

But then came a blog post a friend shared via Twitter and on Facebook entitled “Sacrificial Lambs: How We Are Destroying Our Children” and it got me thinking.  The blog (and please do read it for yourself and not just accept my thoughts) basically outlines how schools, social services and third-party support have allowed the nation’s poorest children to slip through the cracks.

I am not questioning the reasoning or the information presented by Peter Cookson.  I do take issue with the fact that Mr. Cookson (whom I’ve never met or read anything else from) thinks the problem can be fixed through social change-in effect change the “system” and change the outlook.

That just can’t be.  Certainly there are things that can be done. Families should not have to live pay-check to pay-check at the poverty line.  But they should be the first-and only line of defense in the well-being of their children.  There is no government program or school based fix.

Parents have to make the sacrifice for the kids they brought into the world.  Perhaps I am sensitive to this because of sacrifices I’ve seen made for my kids-and the sacrifices I make for them, and certainly I do not have all of the answers nor do I want to position myself as a poster-child for family life.

And, I do believe there should be a social net so children do not fall through the cracks.  But the fix has to start with family engagement-from parental school involvement, to family structure (and I do not mean nuclear family here, rather an engaged mother or father figure) to making time for your kids.

Today is a perfect example.  I am writing this blog on an eastbound LIRR train.  I left work early with a 6PM call still on my schedule to make sure my older daughter got to her softball practice on time.  Tomorrow, I will leave early again to get the younger one to a softball game.  The car pools are set up to get them to Hebrew school.  I’ve emailed with both of their teachers today about in class happenings.
It can be done.  It’s not easy and it is a commitment of time and energy-but they are my kids and I’ll raise them.


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