Author Archives: carl

sneaky little bugger

Just caught David trying to sneak out of his bed.  he turns over on his belly, wiggles his body over the end of the bed, and then slides on his belly across the floor one painstaking inch at a time.  I have a feeling that it is going to be a long night. About an hour ago, we caught him with his brother’s phone for the third time today.  Not sure how he manages that trick yet. Since we moved his brother upstairs, behind a locked door. So do I install video cameras? or wait until he goes into the residential facility and just let it go?     Tweet #fighting4answrs

Home Security – Securing your home from within

Well, I am researching my book “Securing your home from within”.  I want to make sure that it is as accurate as possible, it won’t go into psychology so much as it will the how and why of particular methods. Given that, there is very little research about this topic.  No how to manuals… So this should be a how to book.  How to make the decision to do in home security.  A discussion of the three levels of security.  And how to implement them.  Do I hire it out? Do I do it myself? So given that, what are your experiences?  I won’t use names in my book, but I may use examples based on your comments.  What do you think? No money involved.  I am planning to initially give away the book.   Carl Young Why Not Fathers Chief Blogger Related articles Home security anyone can build and

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Remember Chunk from the Goonies?

Remember that scene in the Goonies where the Fratellis were questioning Chunk by threatening to put his hand in the blender?  And he starts talking… Everything. OK! I’ll talk! In third grade, I cheated on my history exam. In fourth grade, I stole my uncle Max’s toupee and I glued it on my face when I was Moses in my Hebrew School play. In fifth grade, I knocked my sister Edie down the stairs and I blamed it on the dog… When my mom sent me to the summer camp for fat kids and then they served lunch I got nuts and I pigged out and they kicked me out… But the worst thing I ever done – I mixed a pot of fake puke at home and then I went to this movie theater, hid the puke in my jacket, climbed up to the balcony and then, t-t-then, I

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