Category Archives: Switzerland

Whisky Foxtrot Hotel

Growing up in the US, it was all too easy to replicate the ideals that are espoused in so much of our popular culture and our work culture at large. Long hours, no lunch break, shame in taking your meager

Whisky Foxtrot Hotel

Growing up in the US, it was all too easy to replicate the ideals that are espoused in so much of our popular culture and our work culture at large. Long hours, no lunch break, shame in taking your meager

The IN-dustry

Hi. I’m sorry if I feel like I have to reintroduce myself. Actually, no, I’m not sorry. Just it’s unfortunate that my time has been spent elsewhere than here. Where have I been? At work, namely. If you recall, I

The IN-dustry

Hi. I’m sorry if I feel like I have to reintroduce myself. Actually, no, I’m not sorry. Just it’s unfortunate that my time has been spent elsewhere than here. Where have I been? At work, namely. If you recall, I

Filling in the Infinity Between 0 and 1

*****Note: I wrote this initially in October of 2015 at one of my writing club sessions. I have wanted to revisit it for some time now but, you know, life and shit. Back then Little Guy would have been almost

Filling in the Infinity Between 0 and 1

*****Note: I wrote this initially in October of 2015 at one of my writing club sessions. I have wanted to revisit it for some time now but, you know, life and shit. Back then Little Guy would have been almost

Changes 2018 Part II

***Note: I wrote this a few weeks after Part I. I just suck as posting when I’ve written stuff. Forgive me? Awesome.*** I thought things were complicated at my old job. Medical devices, in Switzerland, paperwork and processes, checklists and

Changes 2018 Part II

***Note: I wrote this a few weeks after Part I. I just suck as posting when I’ve written stuff. Forgive me? Awesome.*** I thought things were complicated at my old job. Medical devices, in Switzerland, paperwork and processes, checklists and

Changes 2018 Part I

I recently quit my job. This led to a job search because I enjoy eating food and buying my son Legos. The job search included many technical writing, copy writing and horse riding positions. The last one I may have

Changes 2018 Part I

I recently quit my job. This led to a job search because I enjoy eating food and buying my son Legos. The job search included many technical writing, copy writing and horse riding positions. The last one I may have

We Visited a Montessori School

We hadn’t even been inside for more than a minute when the headmistress, Anita, scolded us for doing something wrong. She had already told Little Guy that we would be going to the shoe room to leave our jackets and

We Visited a Montessori School

We hadn’t even been inside for more than a minute when the headmistress, Anita, scolded us for doing something wrong. She had already told Little Guy that we would be going to the shoe room to leave our jackets and

Scales

“OK, now you’re not wearing a diaper, so when you have to go peepee, you have to tell us and we’ll run to the bathroom.” “Uh-huh,” he smiles while heavily breathing, because, frankly, he’s always breathing heavily. Thirteen seconds later.

Scales

“OK, now you’re not wearing a diaper, so when you have to go peepee, you have to tell us and we’ll run to the bathroom.” “Uh-huh,” he smiles while heavily breathing, because, frankly, he’s always breathing heavily. Thirteen seconds later.

Mr. and Mrs. Oh to a White Courtesy Phone Please

Dear biological parents, Do you think about me? I think about you. I don’t have any memories of you, just what my mind invents. And what I’ve been told. Of a small apartment in a big city. Two older brothers

Mr. and Mrs. Oh to a White Courtesy Phone Please

Dear biological parents, Do you think about me? I think about you. I don’t have any memories of you, just what my mind invents. And what I’ve been told. Of a small apartment in a big city. Two older brothers

Mango (Or Sticky Fingers Part II)

My fickle pickiness about not eating foods that are messy doesn’t come without exceptions. The messiest thing that I absolutely love to eat is mango. Fresh, ripe mango is a wonderful momentary escape to sweet tropical sunsets and the sound of

Mango (Or Sticky Fingers Part II)

My fickle pickiness about not eating foods that are messy doesn’t come without exceptions. The messiest thing that I absolutely love to eat is mango. Fresh, ripe mango is a wonderful momentary escape to sweet tropical sunsets and the sound of

Sticky Fingers

I have this thing about not getting my hands dirty while eating, even if it’s a finger food feast, I have to wipe them after every bite. I actually don’t dislike eating with my hands, but if I do, I

Sticky Fingers

I have this thing about not getting my hands dirty while eating, even if it’s a finger food feast, I have to wipe them after every bite. I actually don’t dislike eating with my hands, but if I do, I

Too Damn Fast.

His little mouth is always wet. I know this because he stamps every kiss on my face with his temporary signature. My immediate reaction has been to wipe it off, dismissing it much like I would a dog’s greeting. This

Too Damn Fast.

His little mouth is always wet. I know this because he stamps every kiss on my face with his temporary signature. My immediate reaction has been to wipe it off, dismissing it much like I would a dog’s greeting. This

Der Hund Says Guau-Guau

Our son is getting to the age where every day he is pushing the boundaries of his linguistic prowess. Auto! ¡Agua! Nein! No walk! Innä! ¡Más pan! Orange! Gömergopielä! No one and nothing prepared us for the reality that our

Der Hund Says Guau-Guau

Our son is getting to the age where every day he is pushing the boundaries of his linguistic prowess. Auto! ¡Agua! Nein! No walk! Innä! ¡Más pan! Orange! Gömergopielä! No one and nothing prepared us for the reality that our

D’heim in Züri

Long ago before I knew what “Isch guet gsi” meant, before I had proper fondue at the end of a 40-minute winter snow trek in the dark to a log hut in the middle of the cold, before my son

D’heim in Züri

Long ago before I knew what “Isch guet gsi” meant, before I had proper fondue at the end of a 40-minute winter snow trek in the dark to a log hut in the middle of the cold, before my son

I’m Not Sorry, Just Me

********* Author’s note: I wrote this in February 2013, just two months before my “nerdy 30”. I guess apprehension is something I struggle with in my writing since I haven’t wanted to revisit this post until recently. But something in

I’m Not Sorry, Just Me

********* Author’s note: I wrote this in February 2013, just two months before my “nerdy 30”. I guess apprehension is something I struggle with in my writing since I haven’t wanted to revisit this post until recently. But something in

A Tooth Too Loose

I blame my father for my aversion to flossing as a child. And it all has to do with my first loose tooth. Having a loose tooth hadn’t actually crossed my mind since the last time a tooth fell from

A Tooth Too Loose

I blame my father for my aversion to flossing as a child. And it all has to do with my first loose tooth. Having a loose tooth hadn’t actually crossed my mind since the last time a tooth fell from

Food Fight

Before our little permanent house guest was as old as he is now, he really only did stuff by accident; consequently my disciplining was really a preseason affair. Now that I am the father of something that does stuff purposefully,

Food Fight

Before our little permanent house guest was as old as he is now, he really only did stuff by accident; consequently my disciplining was really a preseason affair. Now that I am the father of something that does stuff purposefully,

Since the Last Time We Talked

**Note** I wrote this post in June of 2014; then I was talking about a 6-month-old baby. At the time I was a bit scared to publish it, but since then I’ve forgotten about it, rediscovered it, cleaned it up

Since the Last Time We Talked

**Note** I wrote this post in June of 2014; then I was talking about a 6-month-old baby. At the time I was a bit scared to publish it, but since then I’ve forgotten about it, rediscovered it, cleaned it up

The Day I Grew Up

I was ‘buddy’. Buddy was also my uncle’s old dog, but to my dad, I was buddy. “Buddy, go get your glove and let’s play catch.” “Buddy, you need to sweep the patio and pick up the dog pooh and

The Day I Grew Up

I was ‘buddy’. Buddy was also my uncle’s old dog, but to my dad, I was buddy. “Buddy, go get your glove and let’s play catch.” “Buddy, you need to sweep the patio and pick up the dog pooh and

Life After Facebook

I had been inching toward my own Facebook cliff since about October, and when I happened upon this article about stress and Facebook, it brought me right to the edge. If you don’t want to click the link (and I totally

Life After Facebook

I had been inching toward my own Facebook cliff since about October, and when I happened upon this article about stress and Facebook, it brought me right to the edge. If you don’t want to click the link (and I totally