When you have a son who wants to be a family therapist . . .

. . . you tend to have conversations about things like "parenting styles." And here's what my family decided about me--I parented like a stay-at-home dad. Apparently the kids were in their rooms playing video games while I was in my room playing video games.

Maybe there's a column in that.

My writing plan at the moment

I'm gong to sit here and write TWENTY MINUTES without getting up to do laundry or go the bathroom or try on a pair of new earrings or grab another can of Dr. Pepper out of the fridge or change the radio station or (YOU FILL IN THE BLANK).

This is always what I tell people to do at conferences. Set aside a few minutes every day--a few super FOCUSED minutes--and go for it. SUCH FREAKING EASY ADVICE TO GIVE.

And then after I write, I'm going to do physical therapy on my wrist and hand, i.e. play solitaire with actual cards. I devised this bit of therapy myself and yes. I think I'm pretty much a genius.