Third Culture Kid(s)

For some reason, scooter keys are often these fussy little things that fit on no keychains (M.’s has a stubby plastic cap that’s supposed to fit on one, but, as he says, the loop part of the plastic invariably breaks with a little use). So M.’s in the habit of leaving his in his […]

Speaking of being an annoying advocate for greater accessibility, I’m contemplating forwarding my cell phone bills to WMATA (the local transit authority); it’s really their fault I have to have one at all.
The facts:

We own one car. Doing our part for the environment + we can’t afford two cars.
As such, I take M. to […]

In the first few months after I started dating M., I became an almost insufferable advocate for handicapped accessibility. M. kind of laughed at it, to the extent that he paid it any mind at all, because, in the end, it wasn’t me who was disabled, it was him. He told me that […]

Metro Dad (who may not be “hip,” but who’s certainly cool) posted this quiz today, and since I’m all about the quizzes, I’m pasting it here (complete with my answers in bold):
ARE YOU A HIPSTER PARENT?
Does your child own any of the following “ironic” t-shirts or onesies?

The Clash, The Ramones, or Sonic Youth […]

Gary Kamiya has a thoughtful essay on Barack Obama and the race question up on Salon.com that I wanted to pass around as well.
M’s often talked about not having time for the established Nikkei (Japanese-American) community, because he refuses to be defined by their political agendas. In his particular case, it may or may […]

Our second anniversary was yesterday - a fact recognized by no one, least of all M. and me (we’ve both been under the assumption that it’s actually this Friday, since that’s the anniversary of the day we met. It took my sister looking up the date on our wedding announcement to settle the question). […]