About electriceric

Father, Husband, Button Masher, Fat Guy Laureate, and Waxer of all Things Poetic

(Staying) Home for the Holidays

(Warning off the bat: This is a rant. It’s a tangent. It has little to know coherency and is the result of my mind listlessly flailing about it frustration. If you make it through this, I commend you.)

It’s that time of year. December is almost upon us. That parking lot of a month where everyone’s holiday has driven around wildly trying to get the best spot. Some going to far as to steal the spots others were clearly about to park in (looking at you X-Mas).

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Can We Give Halloween Back to the Kids Please?

When I was growing up, I loved Halloween. I’d get in my costume and I’d exhaust myself walking block after block collecting candy. Sometimes we’d go to my grandma’s neighborhood and collect candy there so she had an excuse to see all the grandkids dressed up. It was a fun time. The streets, no matter what street, were filled with Trick or Treaters and it was a thing where if it was Halloween your options were either you buy some big bags of candy or your cheap ass cuts the porch light so kids don’t waste time knocking on your door.

Now…now things are a bit different.

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Thank you Gene Wilder

2016 has been a particularly terrible year when it comes to the great minds we’ve lost. It is as if the year has held us and forced us to watch as Olympus crumbles, it’s pantheon pouring past us helplessly. And 2016 has taken yet another brilliant soul, Gene Wilder. Continue reading

The Co-Sleep Conundrum

Hi there! For those who aren’t aware, I’m a father. I bring that up because it’s going to be a little disorientating reading something about this on the internet that doesn’t directly address “mommy”. I’m a dad. So strap in. But don’t worry, ladies, this is for you too.

A lot of people, recently, have been talking to me about the fact that me and my wife co-sleep with our two kids. Not really sure why this has become a thing of fascination but I’m more than happy to explain and talk about it. Continue reading

Why I Can’t Work at Gamestop Anymore

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So, yesterday was my last day at Gamestop. Originally I was going to go out without celebration but after almost two decades of on again off again with the company I had a particularly horrible final day and am ready to just drop a list of reasons why I can’t work with the company anymore. There’s a part of me that’s like, “no, don’t, what if you lose your job and Gamestop is the only place?” But honestly, the company doesn’t look at individual people nor even care about the feelings of their employees so I’m not that concerned. Continue reading

Oh, the Places We Can’t Go

 

My two-year-old, Damian, has been having issues lately. And normally I can fix a lot of things for him. If he’s thirsty, I can get him water. If he wants to understand how something works, I can explain it to him. I can give him answers when he’s confused, I can physically carry him over obstacles he can’t traverse, I can protect him from the dangers of the world. But he’s got a problem now and I can’t protect him from it and it’s driving me up a wall. Nightmares. Continue reading