hurry up and hurry...

now playing: bob seger, "down on main street"




now there's a stone road song if ever there was one.

one of these days i'll take it in for the guys to learn.



i'm finding myself feeling guilty today about the over-an-hour-long three way phone conversation between myself and my son and his mother last night.

i feel like i let dylan down by not being able to go to bat for him, but goddammit - i can't do this stuff for him when he refuses to take responsibility for his position on this sort of thing.

this whole situation would be immensely different if he'd come to me months ago and said, "dad, my moms' going to the shore again this year, and i don't want to go. can i just stay at your house instead?"

instead, he didn't say anything to anyone until less than a week before time to go, and puts everyone in a shitty position by doing so.


this is one part of parenting that i hate.


it seems to be particular to the prospect of single parenting, although i know that these kind of conflicts arise with parents who are together, too...i guess the single-parenting model just compounds the frustration, maybe.


the irony is that his mom and i seem to maintain a more unified front now than i think we ever have.


were it not already after 5 o'clock, this could turn into one of my trademark wind-laden entries...but the clock dictates that i must move along to other tasks at the moment....