The Inaugural Load

I don’t know if there are any true themes running throughout these pages and pages of Tenor Dad posts, but if there are any, one of them has got to be laundry.  From Ruby’s new house wishlist of sidewalks and laundry, to sneaking around my mother-in-law’s apartment trying to wash some clothes; from weird ruminations […]

He Picked the Nail Polish

I knew it.  I knew all of my flexible, liberal, permissive gender morals were going to get me into trouble someday.  You see as much as I hate society and everyone in it, I also love society, and everyone in it.  I want to be a part of it.  I want to be normal, while at […]