March 2014 | Ask Your Dad Blog

Thursday, March 20, 2014

Privacy - Comic

Privacy - Comic by Jason Platt and John Kinnear


About the artist:

Jason Platt, cartoonist, lives in Davenport, IA and is a graduate of the Savannah College of Art and Design. His web comic, "Mister & Me" is based on the relationship between he and his son, and follows their adventures as they figure out this little thing called life. The comic debuted in 2009 and in 2011 was adapted as a stage show and toured the regional mid-west. You can follow their adventures on www.mister-and-me.com, on twitter at @mrandmecomic, and on the Mister and Me Facebook Page!

Friday, March 14, 2014

I Need a Little Help

UPDATE!! I am now up to $1,570 of my $2,000 goal! Only $430.00 left to go! Help me make the final push! Click here to donate! 

OK. I'll admit it. I'm starting to get a little nervous. I am behind on my fundraiser for the Leukemia & Lymphoma Society. Last year the donations came in fast and furious, but this year has been a little more difficult. I have raised 30% ($710) of my goal of $2,000.


Thank you so much to those of you who have donated so far. I am going to hit this goal no matter what. If I fall short I will cover the remainder out of pocket. But if you are one of the readers who hasn't donated yet but is considering it, you'd be doing me and cancer research a huge solid if you clicked here and tossed a few (or a bunch) of bucks. 

Please Cat
Photo from Shrek 2, Dreamworks

Wednesday, March 12, 2014

There Are No Bad Words… OK, There Are Some - I Don’t Know if Bossy is One

There Are No Bad Words… OK There Are Some. I Don’t Know if Bossy is One.

“Dad, stupid is a potty word, huh?”

At Duchess’s daycare they call them potty words. That is cute. It really is. But as a lover of words, I am hesitant to label a word as good or bad. I am even more hesitant to put them in the potty. Especially since I have spent the last year explaining to Duchess that only poop, pee, and toilet paper go in the potty – not car keys, not toys, and no, not most words. 

I understand what the daycare is doing. When Michael interrupts a lesson on the difference between the capital A and the lower case a to interject that he thinks applesauce is stupid, the teacher explains that “stupid” is a potty word and moves on.  I don’t expect Miss Lindsay to stop class and explain that words are tools, and what you build with them is what matters. Poor Miss Lindsay would spend the rest of the day tumbling down the “why” hole. 

Tuesday, March 4, 2014

Why There Are More Posts About Your Sister

Why There Are More Posts About Your Sister | Ask Your Dad Blog

Dear Captain,

Hey buddy. You’re probably reading this from a dusty bunker sometime in the future. The machines have most likely become self-aware and there is a good chance that you are a member of a rag-tag band of resistance fighters skirting the edges of ruined cities, hoping to one day overthrow your mechanical overlords and take back the world for the people. I hope that all works out for you. I really do. Today I want to talk about why I've written so many more blog posts about your sister than you. 

I’m sure this question has been nagging at you for a while.  I know it would bug me.  I don’t want it to bug you. You have more important things to focus on, like smuggling some sort of human engineered computer virus into the evil Arachinpod Central Server to override their collective memory, wipe out their eastern front, and allow the rebels to take back Boston. So for you, for Boston, for Humanity, here’s why your sister has eleventy-billion blog posts so far, and you only have 4.