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(Men)tal Health Awareness

Could you imagine telling your father, or me, telling my father, “I’m struggling. I have postpartum depression.” They would be like, “Suck it up buttercup!” ~ Kirk and Callahan Show (5/22/17, WEEI Boston)
These were just some of the ridiculously moronic words spewed on the May 22, 2017 Kirk and Callahan morning show on WEEI (Boston). I could probably write an entire novel on the absurd, not to mention machismo fueled ignorant behavior the Kirk and Callahan show has been known for over the years. Instead, I’ll sum it up with a quote from ESPN host Paul Finebaum when he said that Kirk and Callahan, “were toxic pieces of waste, who have never accomplished anything in their life.”
Where was I? Ahhh, yes…
Today is the last day of May 2017. The last day of Mental Health Awareness Month. So, I feel it’s only fitting that we talk about the last thing it feels like anyone wants to talk about when it comes to mental health – men. Continue reading “(Men)tal Health Awareness”

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The Picnic Table Project With The #DIYZGuys


I’m not much of a handyman around the house. In fact, if the job requires anything above screwing in a light bulb, I’m probably going to mess it u p – at least once if not several times. Let me put it this way, with the amount of holes I’ve put in walls over the years, I should have bought stock in wall spackle; I’d be rich!
Projects around the house tend to be quite difficult for me, mainly because I have a complete lack of knowledge when it comes to anything like carpentry, plumbing or electrical. While calling a handyman whenever I need work done around my home is an easy fix, I’ve recently discovered an interest in sharpening my skills in these areas, so maybe I can avoid a handyman call or two in the future.
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Boudreaux's Butt Paste: #KickingRash on Your Daily Annoyances

Kids are gross. There, I said it. For every moment someone wants to share some super-cute or adorable picture of their kid on social media, I think they should be forced to share at least 10 pictures of their kids when they’re not-so-cute.
You know, like when they have snot running down their face, or they’re sneezing without covering their mouth – which all parents know, somehow the spit from said sneeze ALWAYS lands on you…mainly in the facial region. Continue reading “Boudreaux's Butt Paste: #KickingRash on Your Daily Annoyances”

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You Broke Me

“Daddy, you broke me!”
Through heavy sobs, the words came spilling out of his mouth. Eyes, red and bloodshot from crying so intensely; even causing him to do that heavy, shortened breath stutter, making his head shake with every gasp for his next breath.
I knew this day would come…and admittedly, selfishly, avoiding this day is one of the reasons I used to say I never wanted to have kids.
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I Wanna Rock and Roll All Night, and Eat Pizza Everyday – #80sPizzaParty

Lately I’ve been trying to share some of my favorite musical influences with my son. I mean, there’s only so much of the annoying cartoon theme songs I can listen to. Cartoons these days are garbage.
The other day I picked up my son from pre-school. As we buckled up in the car and headed home, I popped on some music from the greatest decade of all – the 1980s. So you know what that means; power ballads, big voices, and most of all big hair!!
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Hip Pop: Beleaf Melanin – In Fatherhood Album Review

My generation will always believe we lived in the golden age of hip hop…because it’s true. We were babies when rap was still a baby. We spent our youth and teenage years growing, changing, rebelling, much like hip hop, as it morphed from precocious youth and street rhymes to rebellious gangster rap. Eventually, we set off into the “real world”; steeped in our ideas, believing we had the answers to all the world’s problems, all while being inspired by voices like A Tribe Called Quest, De La Soul and Public Enemy, teaching us to rebel in a new way – with knowledge.
But what about the next phase of our lives? What about when the men of my generation started to get married, and more importantly, became fathers. How do we teach our sons and daughters about the musical art we love so much, while shielding them from the rhymes filled negative connotations, misogynistic undertones, a lack of positive message. Where is our soundtrack for this point in our lives; our message of positivity, and uplifting fatherhood.
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