Travel With Irony Central
Remember when people used to travel the world? That was nice. We traveled a little, back when it was possible. We visited interesting places and wrote mean things about them. As time passes, we will put those journals here. Then we can laugh together at people who are different from us.
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And So It Came To Pass On the evening of January 18th, at around 8 PM, my first child, Cordelia Krizsan Vogel, entered the world. She came out of Mariann, my wife. She got her mother’s facial shape, her father’s irritability, and her mother’s genitalia. The event was the joyous…
It has now been a week since my child, Cordelia Krizsan Vogel, was born. She is now the personification of infant charm and beauty. And her head doesn’t have that lumpy, fucked-up pear shape anymore. She also has skills. Today, at the doctor’s office, to everyone’s amazement, she rolled over…
The second week of our daughter’s life was a time of great learning and transition. In that time, my wife and I went from being tired and confused but loving guardians of a young life to The Worst Parents Ever. So, Cordelia, my daughter, when you someday read this, bear…
As of this writing, our daughter Cordelia is 3.5 weeks old. On one hand, she is growing nicely, and she sleeps 5-6 uninterrupted hours every night. All to the good. On the other hand, looking into her eyes, I can’t see any signs that she loves me. Nothing there at…
Now that my daughter Cordelia is a month old, it has become that much easier to delude myself into thinking that she is showing signs of alertness and humanity. Sometimes she looks up and makes eye contact with me with such a piercing gaze that I can’t help but believe…
As of this writing, our darling daughter is 43 days old. We have come up with a number of nicknames for her. The most commonly used are Miss Prissypants, Daddy’s Little Fussbucket, and Poo Princess. We will develop more as time and circumstances allow. A Few Brief Words On the…
