Which of my two large adult sons should go on my work trip with me

The only Vatican Feud I want to see would involve Steve Harvey

If you really think about it, Spore is a dad game

“don’t have an afternoon coffee, it gives you acid reflux on your runs” versus “fuck it we ball”

I killed two iPods as a teen because I was a swimmer and took them to swim meets, and my dad took them apart and put them into one working unit: a white body with a black scroll wheel. It was so rad, people asked where they could get one. Anyway, this is rad, too. So is my dad.

I know a worse panic: When your mother sends you a meme and you respond thinking it was in the group chat.

I often panic after sending a meme to a group chat thinking I accidentally sent it to my mom, like she's gonna revoke my videogame privileges as a 35-year-old

South Jersey folks: April 15, join me, faculty from Rutgers-Camden MFA , and a bunch of local writers and readers for a fun, casual night of cocktails at Wildfether in Haddonfield. Only $25, no pressure, no egos, just people who like books & booze hanging out camden.rutgers.edu/event/raise-...

Pockets empty. Mind, also empty.

I guess if it were me, I wouldn’t Christsplain the Pope.

I’m hearing Jesus said turn the other cheek? Weak on the border, never good for Judaea.

Didn’t realize my wife was taking a picture of me taking a picture of tulips

I feel like I can round up and call that a 40-mile week

Hillbilly Apologia

I know how to fix the second half of my manuscript, I just don't want to.

How I would describe my reach on Bluesky

Our toxic trait as a couple is that we always eat at the same places, bemoan that fact, and then whenever we try a new place we go “Wow this is really good who knew”

A friend just told us that going to a bookstore doesn’t count as going out. My wife and I strongly disagreed.

Interval workouts have the funniest heart rate graphs. 9x3 minutes at 7:20/mile with one minute rests. Hills and valleys kind of graph.

This has the feeling of a college admissions video but the college is hell

I go to barre with my wife on Saturdays, and it's always such a thing that a "husband" comes. Men really are the lowest worms. The idea that a core and lower body workout is somehow feminine is hilariously weak. Oh, no, I can't be seen doing a lunge. What will the guys think of me if I hold a plank?

Oh, you respect the canon? Well, I disrespect it. I speak ill of it. I refuse to acknowledge it in public.

men are so stupid bc "entire team of women plus their one special little guy" is a top tier coworker situation to be in

I'm about to caramelize some onions and roast some asparagus. No negativity can reach me. I am protected, encircled, enthralled.

Years ago, I wrote a short story in the plural first person about a group of Episcopalians who didn’t like their new priest because he was gay but refused to say so outright. Anyway, as a cradle Episcopalian, this is my magnum opus on being Catholic lite. Enjoy “The New Priest.”

Weekend plans include running, cooking, reading, hanging out with the nephews, and going to a tulip festival. Spring! Spring!

For the record:

This a fun fact AND I just remembered I actually played through Sticker Star. Can’t remember anything about it except the giant fan, or was that Origami King?

The Holy Ghost was the first blockchain

Stop listening to/watching podcasts that teach you to be unemployable

When I can’t diagnose my parents’ tech issue over the phone

When I'm losing and I unplug the console

More people should play Promise Mascot Agency. There’s nothing else like it, tonally and narratively, and it manages complexity creep better than almost any game in recent memory.

Seeing ads for Shrek The Musical Junior in my local community feels like a threat

They put a warning label on rap albums.

Every self-respecting person should have a stovetop popcorn popper

Looking forward to the nephews coming over this weekend. Not *exclusively* because I want to play Mario Wonder multiplayer. But also not insignificantly that.

ICYMI: Here I make the claim that Super Mario RPG is a great running coach and Paper Mario: The Thousand-Year Door is a race. It makes more sense in context, I promise.

What I love about this video is how it examines the game space not as a place where static meaning happens, but where behaviors are reinforced, but not dictated, by design. Thinking about games is challenging for many reasons, but this is prime among them: How you act is ultimately up to you.

Beautiful day. 50 minutes of sub-threshold intervals. Always good to be outside and in motion.

Rebranding my drawer novel as the Tarnished Edition

Me and the boys on July 2nd

Blogged about running cadence and why the homogenized attack timing in the Paper Mario series is less dynamic than what was present in Super Mario RPG. AKA a classically esoteric onemorerun.blog.

At one point, I apparently searched for “Bruce” on Bluesky, and I don’t know why. Simply “Bruce.”

When I remember something embarrassing I said a decade ago

i think altoids have been around long enough that i wouldn’t classify them as “curiously strong” anymore. i have become jaded by the strength of altoids. these days i demand a higher purpose from my mints.

I once had a kid refuse to come to class because I was teaching The Bluest Eye (university approved!), but yeah, sure, U Iowa really needed more “viewpoint diversity” on campus.

We’ve come a long way. Used to be we only monetized the likeness of college athletes without recompense.

Gonna soft launch “Episcopalianmiddling”