Today at dinner, Andrea wanted ice in her water, prompting me to teach her to sing the chorus from legendary urban poet Vanilla Ice’s Ice, Ice, Baby.
While this may not earn me any points toward a father of the year award, a three-year-old belting that out at the top of her lungs is indeed one of life’s more sublime pleasures.
Did you know Las Vegas is kind of nutty?
Includes Hollywood Dead, Tales from the Loop, Things from the Flood, The Court of Broken Knives, and Port of Shadows.
Nic has a retinal tear and has his vision is saved by a laser.
Includes The Storm Before the Storm, White Trash, Calypso, Tell the Machine Goodnight, Prince of Fools, and Provenance.
The Internet tells Nic to install Ubiquiti gear in his house, so he does, and now he has thoughts.
What I wish I’d known when I started podcasting.
Nic starts a new podcast about—gasp!—American sports.