Our son, Mattias, is eight years old. Everyone thinks their kid is special, and in a lot of ways, he’s just a regular kid. He loves fart jokes, enjoys riding his scooter and is obsessed with video games....
I have a number of identifiers on my various venues I write for and on my email signature: heretic, antagonist, father, son, instigator, pop culture junkie, theologian, social media guru, and so on. B...
It is just past 9pm and Geoff Bice emerges from a skip bin at the back of a shopping centre.
He triumphantly holds something up to the torch light. An egg carton. He opens the carton. One egg looks only sl...