Okay, I’m not as rabid as some, but I definitely prefer to use a Mac for almost everything. To that end, to add to your morning, go here – http://www.apple.com/getamac/ads/
Entirely too funny, especially the one about free pizza.
Truthfully, PC makes these commercials, but Mac being such a foil for him, makes him so much funnier.
I’ve been writing for a while now, see (http://cushingonline.com) and I’ve been coming across a bunch of really well written bloggers and realized one thing.
I am not a very good writer 
I am getting better though, and I realize that the reason for this blog is a many faceted one. I blog to keep my sanity. I blog to get my feelings and thoughts in order. There are way more posts that I write, that never get published, simply because they really wouldn’t make a whole lot of sense to anyone but me. (come on Dice K, throw a damn strike already)
Oh, sorry. I’m watching the Sox/Rays game right now. (Ah, he listened!)
I blog to converse with the internet, and the nice thing about it, is the internet is answering back There have been comments from as close as the 2nd floor of my Condo, to all the way out on the West Coast (HI MIKE!!! HI RAGING DAD!!!) The cool thing is, I feel like I’m finding friends in a way. Not someone I’ll call and tell my troubles to, but definitely people that read my stuff and comment and i’ll read theirs and comment there too. I feel like I’m part of a parental growing internet group.
So what is a parent anyway? I’ve been looking around at all of the blogs that are Dad oriented and they all talk about New Dads. You know what? Been there, done that. I’m father to an 11yr old boy and an 8 yr old girl. This blog isn’t about diapers and thomas the tank engine. It’s about how shitty 5th graders can be, and “Daddy, can I have a cell phone” and I’m gonna call you Dad in front of my friends, but Daddy at home, K?
I love being a father. I love being able to be for my kids what mine wasn’t for me. Don’t get me wrong, I love my Dad. I’ve just been taking notes and learning over the years, and along with the lessons from my Father In Law, I have a fairly decent idea of what to do and what not to do. I still make mistakes, I still yell when I shouldn’t, but I think the things I do right far outweigh the things I do wrong.
I care for, love, play with, am stern with my kids and I love them more than anything in the world.