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A Mother Of A Day

I'm not naive enough to think that I can adequately describe motherhood; writers and poets better than I have been trying for centuries.  Shakespeare obviously had some Mommy issues, which is probably why he wrote in that hard to understand babble.  If he had just said; "Mom, where did you put the haggis?" instead of;  "Oh, Mumsy dearest! Wherest hast →


Underdogs

Horse racing fans are abuzz about the Kentucky Derby last Saturday.  Sports fans in general are enthralled by the Rocky-esque storyline of Mine That Bird, the little horse that could.  But the story goes deeper than that.  There is a whole list of underdogs in this story.  You see, some of the most successful jockeys in history started out as →


Remember Those Negatives You Sold Me?….

I re-joined Facebook.  I tried it a year ago and didn't have much incentive to stay on; there weren't that many people on there that I knew.  Then about 3 weeks ago I got a phone call from an old friend.  He had called my Mom in El Paso and she gave him my phone number.  This may be a →


Where Have I Been?

This has been the bane of my existence for the last week: I had to get it finished due to a quick weekend trip and the threat of rain.  Overkill?  Maybe.  My next project is to build a canary cage out of cinder block.  See you Monday.


Take The “L”

Remember that Motels song from the 80's; Take the "L" out of Lover and it's over? Yeah, heard it in the car today and started wondering why I didn't have this thought back when I first heard this song, and then I realized that back then, there were probably copious amounts of beer involved.  Come to think of →


What The Hell Is This?

You knew it couldn't last forever, right?  I don't know, I guess I just got sick of looking at that stinking same old template; I mean, it's been a year since I did anything substantial to this thing.  Please give me all of the feedback you'd like; let me know what you think about it; likes and dislikes.  It's by →


That Was Quick…

Today marks the 1 year anniversary of Nuclear Family Warhead.  Please save your applause until the end.  A year ago, I thought that starting a blog (called it a website back then) with my neighbor about stay at home Dads would make us millionaires!  Who wouldn't want to read about the trials and tribulations of 2 stay at home Dads →


The Bibliophile

Somebody help me.  My brain hurts.  I've been reading at an outrageous pace.  In the last 7 days I've read 5 books.  9 in the last 14 days.  Cover to cover, no pictures.  No kiddin'.  I've been reading them almost as fast as Stephen King writes them (Or Coben, or Baldacci, or Patterson, or Grisham, or Suess).  I found this →


But, What About The Benefits?

I applied for a job the other day.  It's not your ordinary job.  It entails taking care of an island.  No, I'm not taking over for John Locke, Richard Alpert or Jack Shephard; it's taking care of Hamilton Island in the Whitsunday Islands off of the coast of Queensland, Australia.  Job description? Feed the fish, clean the pool and pick →


E=McD?

NukeBoy2 and I had occasion to eat lunch at a McDonald's the other day.  He got a bag of cookies with his Mighty Kids Meal.  As he was enjoying his lunch he asked me; "Hey Dad, who was that really smart guy who figured out all of that stuff?"  "You mean me?", I replied.  "No, no; the smart guy", he →


Memeapalooza

I got tagged twice in the last week with the same meme.  Since you all know how much I enjoy meme's, I'm going to knock them both out right here; right now.  I won't tag anybody because as the great Harry S Truman once said; "The meme stops here".  Or something like that.  It's not that I hate memes or →


Not Quite The Jetsons

With 2009 shaping up to be the year of the endless bailout and public works project, I thought I'd pass along this video.  Regardless of your political leanings, you'll get a ton of laughs out of it.  If you don't, then you should get out more and leave the rage to the pundits.  Olbermann and O'Reilly have enough for everybody.  →


That’s It, No More Reading The Comics For You!

Granted, she hasn't learned how to lie on her back and have her ears flop over the roof peak, but I haven't had a chance to finish the A-frame roof yet.  I built this doghouse for the NukeBeagles before we went out of town so they'd have some respite from the rain.  I wasn't able to finish the roof before →


The Student Becomes The Teacher

Is it birthday time again?  This series started when I forgot to call my sister Leta on her birthday, prompting an apologetic post listing all of the lame excuses I could muster.  It actually turned out to be a pretty decent post, so I continued it with my brother Steve.  Momo Fali liked it so much she asked me to write one →


Weasel-Bling

I got an email from Mrs. 4444 over at Half-Past Kissin' Time asking if we had a button that she could put in her sidebar commemorating her donation to Help Save The Weasel Christmas.  Since it was such a great idea, I had to rush out and figure out how to make one!  I found this site that laid it →


God Bless Us, Everyone!

This Christmas season finds many families in economic hardship.  The hardship becomes worse when it happens to a household that only has one income; if the breadwinner loses their job, the savings dry up quickly.  If that household has 5 children in it, then a Merry Christmas becomes more of a challenge.  The World of Weasels is one of the many victims →


G.I. Blow

Remember when I told you about my wonderful barium sulfate breakfast?  I had to drink it for a CT scan my Doctor ordered to try and find out why I had pain in my side.  They said everything looked fine.  Well, somebody was wrong, and it wasn't me.  I spent Sunday afternoon in the emergency room with the same pain in my →


Perspective

Some of you may have seen this already, but today was the first time for me.  I thought I would share it with you as food for thought.    1958 vs. 2008                                                                                                                                                     Scenario 1:                                                                        Jack goes quail hunting before school,                                           pulls into school parking lot with shotgun in gun rack.                          1958 - Vice Principal comes over, looks at Jack's shotgun,                       goes to →


I Love That Song

Been thinking about music lately.  I am, or was, quite the audiophile growing up.  My record (yes, LP's) collection at one time was over 650 albums (vinyl) and over 260 CD's.  I'm down to CD's now, as my  sister kindly took the albums off of my hands when we moved.  NukeMom wasn't crazy about having 6 scrap-wood crates of albums in →


The Other Unpaid Day Job

I'm up again over at Scrivel.  It's been awhile since I've submitted over there; I'm surprised that Mr. Caslin kept me on the boards, to be honest.  It's taken me some time to get the kids' schedules configured into a workable format.  Now that football season is over, it should be a lot easier.  Until basketball starts next week.  Wrote the check →


‘Cuz He’s TNT, He’s Dyn-O-Mite

When Nukeboy1 told me what he wanted to be for Halloween this year, I thought it was a great idea.  His new found love for classic rock had steered him to AC/DC after I explained to him that Rock and Roll Ain't Noise Pollution.  I also told him; It's a Long Way To The Top (If You Wanna Rock 'n →


6 Of One, 1/24th Gross Of The Other

NukeMom took the day off so we could spend some much deserved time together.  The last time we had this much time alone together was when Clinton was in office.  So what did we do to commemorate the day?  Get your minds out of the gutter...that happened later; no, what we did was: we performed our civic duty and early →


Look What I Went And Started

After posting a Happy Birthday wish to my sister Leta, I figured that I'd better do the same for the rest of my siblings lest I be left without a phone call on my birthday.  With that in mind, I can hear sister Stacey saying; "Why didn't you think of this back in August when it was my birthday?  Why?  →


NukeDad The Plumber

I've been watching the meteoric rise (and inquisition) of "Joe The Plumber" play out on TV.  Poor guy.  I bet he wishes that Obama had never shown up in his neighborhood.  MSNBC now has a satellite truck parked outside of his house.  If he flushes his toilet, the boys at Daily Kos will be sending out an email blast registering →