We’re back in California, that Greek myth, a state that flew too close to the sun.
After Smartacus left, White Fang became an ironic, super-bored princess -- you know the type. Shaggy manes. Legs like palm trees. Look so great climbing out of a pool.
"We're going to the North Pole," I tell her. Actually, we're off to fetch Smartacus, her cheeky sidekick, her partner in grime.
This creature … this scion…this legacy. Miss him so much his very first Easter away.
LA never wowed me the way it wows some folks. Instead, it hooked me with a thousand little revelations.
In a world built increasingly of emojis and avatars, dads are the real deal.
Good food requires no apologies. Good food is second base.
Meet Catty Cakes, who drinks her lunch and loves her grandpa.