10/15/2008


Sometimes, in the early morning, I hear the sound of a stream cascading into a pool of water punctuated by several ominous silences, and the number and length of those silences determine how much of my son Alex's urine I will have to wade through in my bare feet to get to the sink.

4 comments:

Guy said...

The difference between a man and a boy is, a boy wants to grow up to be a fireman, but a man wants to grow up to be a giant monster fireman.

rob said...

moises alou applauds you on the general toughness and health of your feet.

eric said...

You know, there is a guy at work (not Dave), probably with some prostate issues who always leaves a big dribble to the left, and while I'm glad that I don't have to hear it, it would be nice to get a heads up instead of being surprised everyday with having to straddle his puddle just to take a piss.

Dave said...

there's nothing like peeing on a tree-- and if it weren't for cholera and e. coli, i think most men would give up on their indoor plumbing at the drop of a hat.

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