The Day This Blog Died

Posted by Big Daddy Paul in Malcolm Stories

I love this blog. Do I still love the name? Nope. If I could get into a time machine, go back to when I started this blog and a) dissuade my earlier self from getting that Gilmore Girls tattoo and b) change the name of my blog to something less creepy, I would totally do it. Nevertheless, has given me the chance to make chicken dinner something out of chicken shit nothing. For every experience that has totally sucked for me as a stay-at-home dad, I’ve had the ability to think to myself, “At least this will make for a good blog post!” It often did, and I’ve had a fantastic time over the past 10 years wasting your time at work or giving you something enjoyable to read while using the toilet.

Even so, all good things must come to an end. It’s true! My favorite TV shows, “MASH” and “Anything with Tina Fey in it” were both amazing, and are now no longer with us. Also, Dr. Pepper Gum was my favorite thing in Junior High. Then, poof, gone, never to be chewed and then spit out flavorlessly after less than five minutes again.

Which brings me to the point: this blog must now die. Actually, this blog died on November 8, 2016, I just didn’t know it. On November 8, Donald J. Trump won the U.S. election, promising to deport millions of immigrants, restrict women’s reproductive rights, terminate collective bargaining rights for employees, roll back environmental regulations and eat undersized children. That doesn’t sit well with me. I am not going to take this lying down. (Can I get to three references involving the human body in a non-standing posture? Read on!) This was not something I am able to just squat thrust and forget about. (I did it! All three of them make perfect sense, too. Yay for me!)

The election made me have feelings. Strong feelings. Very strong feelings that I haven’t felt in a long time. What kind of feelings? The election made me feel sad. And mad. I should throw confused in there as well. But most of all, the election made me feel the need to go back to work.


Yes, I want to go back to work. The guy who quit being a lawyer more than eleven years ago now wants to squat thrust his way back into the practice of law! Before my son Malcolm was born, I was a labor lawyer, dedicated to protecting workers’ rights in a number of ways. This was important work for me, able to feel like I was doing something with the good fortune that this world has given me. I eventually quit to become a stay-at-home dad, and while it was an adjustment, I was able to squash my notions of social justice by promoting gender equality in the workplace. This non-traditional, social movement of two was good enough for the longest time.

Until November 8. The election changed everything for me. I just can’t sit in my middle class bubble in my lefty part of the world, content that this new president won’t be able to do too much to me personally. The truth is that a large number of hard working Americans will get the snot knocked out of them by this new administration. That is just something that makes me cringe. And not cringe while standing up. This is a full on, down on the ground, lick the floor cringe. (I’m up to four!)

Alas, I am going to do more than cringe. I am going back to work and I’m going to fight. I’m not sure what kind of work, as I’ve changed a lot in the past eleven years. I will be able to spend a little time (hopefully) volunteering at some organizations that do great work and see what is a good fit for me. I will also get back into the hard work of lawyering by doing some contract work for my old law firm, building my skills back up and proving to future employers that I CAN show up to work every day. (with pants!)

As this blog is first and foremost an account of me being a stay-at-home dad, I have decided to shut it down. I can’t tell you how cool it’s been to catalogue Malcolm’s life (and mine with it) and share the funny little things parents go through when raising kids. Hopefully, you’ve enjoyed the ride too. Thanks so much for reading. Every single person who told me that they enjoyed a post made my day. It gave me the inspiration to continue doing it, if only to subject others to inappropriate humor while they use the john. Thanks for everything, you are the best readers a semi-clothed, chubby dad could hope for. If we are not already Facebook friends, please hit me up.

As I leave you, I will give you one last little tidbit. Here is the picture I wanted to use for my newly created LinkedIn profile. Let’s connect!


Actually, this blog is a treasure trove of embarrassing photos of myself. What better way to go out than to put them all together. Here you go! (Cue the sappy music…)

To the confused people on the airplane who couldn't figure out why I was crying during Mulan 2, "I'm sorry."

Party Time! There may be something on underneath. Then again, maybe not.

Thou Shalt Not Try To Ignore Me At A Restaurant!

Congratulations Amy! This is what Board meetings will be like!

I should have left the beard on all day, more cushion for the blows.


#6 - I want people to think that I am so prolific that I have four hands to write with. This really has it all, I am pale, blind as a bat and thoughtful. Who wouldn't want to read my writing?

Napping with Dad 2

I can't even see my feet anymore!

Malcolm enjoys his favorite beer

This is pretty much the grossest picture I could find of myself

Not sure why snorting the Cheerio seemed better than eating it, but what the heck do I know?

One of the many cringeworthy moments I have had shopping.

I may not have a degree, but at least I have enthusiasm!

Amy smiles, Malcolm gives a "sad clown" and, of course, I am talking.

No doubt, I miss this!

Never saw this one coming, eh? BTW, that IS beer in that baby bottle...

And then there is this. This is the picture that represented both the blog and Malcolm and I’s relationship for the longest time. I see this picture and I smile. I hope you do too. Goodbye!








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18 responses to “The Day This Blog Died”

  1. Lisa says:

    Will miss this blog; I loved your writing and humor. Good luck with your next endeavor!!

  2. Greg says:

    More than any other writer out there – you are my favorite hero of laughter, accidents, and love.

    Boing, boing, boing.
    Shift, press, and zoom into the next chapter of adventures.
    You got this, and we are always be proud you, Big Daddy.
    Cheers Brother

  3. jon says:

    Sorry to see you go, blog, but I have to say, I knew it would never survive. Just not enough Philly sports on it.

  4. Darren Mozenter says:

    So sad to see the end of an SAHD hero! So glad to see you might be finally willing to wear pants again (and big boy pants at that). Good luck in the next phase of your life!

  5. Liz Mockapetris says:

    Bummed to see your blog go off the air…but maybe you could start a new one about re-entering the paid workforce? Bon courage!!

  6. debra lilley says:

    will really miss this but also suspect that Malcolm is of an age where he would like the blog to die too

  7. Marjean says:

    Paul Good luck in whatever you decide to do. We know you will do it well. I will miss your blog but as you say time to move on. Love to all Marjean & Earl

  8. Bob Bear says:

    I totally support what you are about to do Paul good luck!

  9. Laurie Pattison says:

    Sorry to see it go. I love your blog. But, happy for you in your next great adventure. We need you out there fighting the good fight.

  10. Anne Mania says:

    Call if you want to have lunch

  11. Laurie says:

    Will miss your writing so now I expect regular funny FB posts. The organizations you work for have no idea what is coming. I wish you the very best. Kick some butt for all of your followers! Big Hug

  12. Regina says:

    Damn it. I always wanted to see you in a bumble bee costume.
    Ps. You’re new endeavor better not interfere with your annual ranch visit.

  13. Regina says:

    Damn iSpell check. *Your

  14. Julian says:

    I have enjoyed reading your blog over the years, but I totally understand your reasons for changing direction. All the best! (ex UK colleague of Amys)

  15. Louise Barnfield says:

    So Long and Thanks for all the Fish! 😜
    I will so miss your writing and all the guffaws you’ve treated me to over the years. All the very best with your future plans, Paul…I suspect you’ll manage to find another blog bubbling up before long, I do hope so, it would be such a shame for the world to lose your writing talent!
    Meanwhile watch out for my FB request, at least that way I’ll hope to get little tastes of your new life!

  16. Annie says:

    You will be missed!!!! You have no idea how boring my job is… and how often I go to the restroom.

  17. Judd says:

    I’ll miss the laughs, Paul. BDP was the inspiration for me to start writing again. Hanna Bros. Ranch is always hiring. Just in case.

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