I could not marry this chick

There are some things in this world that are just too important to ignore. For example, I couldn’t be married to a Republican. I could never be in a committed relationship with someone who hates cats. Or with someone who hates movies or a broad range of music. And I couldn’t be married to someone [...]

P is for Porkins

If you have been reading Raging Dad for even a few weeks, you have likely noticed that I, your humble narrator, moonlight as a geek. Comics, films, Star Wars, music, etc. There are a few things that I am way into that I have yet to unleash on you. In good time, dear Raging Reader. [...]

All things must pass away

My earliest memory is of receiving Chewbacca from my father. Raging Hippie Grandpa, a folk and blues man who played the bar circuit as a singer/songwriter, would often be gone Wednesday through Saturday for his work. Sunday morning was always exciting in our house, because we would wake up to Dad being home. One morning, [...]

George Lucas has kicked me in the balls again

[Note: If you don’t give a crap about Star Wars, then be advised: this is about Star Wars, and not much else.] George Lucas pisses me off. Yeah, yeah, me and every other fanboy on Earth. You are thinking, this rant is SO ten years ago, and you are right. But I didn’t have a [...]

“Is Mommy a woman? Does she fight bad guys?”

Our vacation, though plagued by strep throat, has kept me pretty busy. As a consequence, I am poaching a post from my now-defunct family blog, from back in the halcyon days of yore, before we worried about encoding our kids’ identities online to avoid Googler creeps. This is one of my favorites from last summer [...]

“Did Darth Vader kill your daddy?”

My twin boys are almost four years old, and about a year ago I let them watch Star Wars Episode I. Considering the importance of Star Wars to me as a kid, I was eager to share the adventures with them; at age three, it was a questionable parenting move. [Editor's note: I started them [...]