Monthly Archives: June 2011

More Ammo for Manpris

Did you happen to read my post about manpris a few weeks back, and why I think we really need to bring the fashion full swing? Well... I have some more ammo to back it up. Last weekend I got to tag along as my brother went through the process to be in his first cage fight. Yeah, you heard right, my brother is a cage fighter. Now, call me crazy, but is there any sport in the world more manly than cage fighting? I mean, it makes boxing look like a gentlemen's sport. I'll be posting about Eric's big fight when he gets me the photos, but I couldn't help but share this with you in the meantime. We went to the weigh-in where all the fighters show up and step on the scale to make sure they're under the max weight for their fight later that night. While there, I took this picture... Did you miss that? Look a little closer. The guy...

If you’re fat… I’m fatter.

Since getting back into the dating game, I've noticed something interesting. I don't know if this is true for everybody or even most people, but it's certainly true for me, and that something is this... If an already slender girl (or even average girl) that I'm out with talks about feeling or being fat, it makes me feel really fat. Most of the time I'm very comfortable with who I am, my body type, etc. I'm generally very comfortable with the knowledge that my weight always has and always will fluctuate, sometimes to the too slender side and sometimes to the all-out-chubby side. As a general rule, this swing in weight doesn't really hit me too much because most of the time I'm happy at any weight within my greater range and I always know that I'm a few good decisions away from finding that health equilibrium again. But a couple of times it has happened (both times were while I was in...

Kids Uncensored #3

A little while back, I asked you on Twitter and Facebook "what is the funniest thing you've ever heard a kid say?" Here are your responses, uncensored and unedited, all just as innocent as the children who said them! More than 900 responses came in. Plenty to last us for at least a "few" years posts here on Single Dad Laughing. My 5 year old told me the other day, "when you get old you can live with me." What about dad, I asked. "Him too, but you each get your own room so when he toots in bed you don't have to smell it." While trying to ask for a tissue, my three-year old said, "can I have a tennis shoe?" My 6 year old: Mom do you know what rhymes with seven?" Me: "What?" Son: "Heaven" Me: "Right. Do you know what heaven is?" Son: "Yes I do! You know world 7 on Super Mario Bros where they are up in the clouds? That's...

The Bro-Down Unfolded

On Friday, my brother and I launched our very first bro-down, a friendly little photographer competition in which we each took eight photos of the same things, put them up on Single Dad Laughing, and you all voted on which were best (without knowing whose were whose). The goal... be the big dawg on top. The king of the camera. El Jefóte. Well, the results are in... 16 photographs. 14,272 votes. Before the contest we decided winner would be he who had the most total votes. So here we go... First was the 20-minute macro shot. The winner: Dan with the weird alien plant thingie! 1364 votes to 442 votes! Next up was the cemetery shot. The winner: Dan with weathered crucifix! 941 votes to 841 votes! Next up was the dew drops on grass/leaves. The winner: Eric with the more spherical drops! 945 votes to 868 votes! Next up was the sunset photographs. The winner: Eric with the more purplish, less orangish sunset! 1347 votes to 462 votes! Next up was the tiny frog the...

Trust me.

When it comes to dating, I can always count on one thing. No two women are alike. There is, however, one similarity that I have seen with a lot of the girls that I have been out on dates with...

Unanswered Questions

Well, yesterday was the one year anniversary of the day the girls split. Frankly, I have a hard time believing that it's only been one year. It certainly feels like it's been a lot longer than that. Writing a post like this, I'm bound to be emotional. I hope you don't mind me getting overly personal today.Just this morning I was reminded of a recurring question that has plagued me for the past year. There seems to be no rational answer, yet I want one. Badly.But, I guess when you go through a divorce, there are some things that never get answered, and that's something every divorced person has to deal with.My question is simple. Where do they come from? This morning, I was vacuuming the house as I do every week. And, just as it happens every week, the sound of something unvacuumable getting sucked into the vacuum rollers brought my happy housecleaning to an unhappy halt. I turned...

This is Beautiful You – Grandparents Edition

Finally, my favorite post of the week! Every Sunday I take some of the photos that you have uploaded to the Facebook wall, and I post them here. I love This is Beautiful You because it gives me (and everybody else) an incredible glimpse of who we all are. It puts a face on the awesome people coming here. It gives us a beautiful idea of the uniqueness and diversity of the followers here at SDL. More than anything, it shows all of us just how beautiful we each can be. Anyway, thank you for sharing a small part of yourselves. It's my honor to put the spotlight on you today. This is beautiful you. Which photos made you the happiest today? If you'd like to send in photos to be considered for Sunday's "This is beautiful you" and other future blog posts, please post them on the Facebook wall (we need lots more!). Sorry, emailed photos will not be considered. Only upload photos...

“Murder” in the Dark?

Warning: Absolutely sick and twisted post today. If sick and twisted isn't your thing, skip it and come back for beautiful you! My buddy Dave made an interesting point the other day, and I couldn't help but share it and expand on it here. You'll thank me some day when your kids aren't frying in an electric chair. Have you ever noticed how many games have the word "murder" in the title? I mean, isn't murder just about the worst thing a person can do? So why is it that we have no problem laughing with our kids about it? What if we took a sin lower down on the list and replaced the word "murder" in the title of all the games instead? Like, oh, I don't know... how about "fornication?" I mean, if you were forced to choose, wouldn't you rather have your child grow up to be a fornicator than a murderer? So why does it seem so much...

A Pretty Girl at the Window

Before coming to England, I called my brother and told him he should find me a date and we should all go out together while I was there visiting. He mentioned the name of a woman that I had become slightly acquainted with seven years earlier. She was an incredibly gorgeous and fun girl, so I told him heck yeah... why are you still talking to me... go set it up! I was friends on Facebook with this girl, so I went to Facebook stalk her look her up and see just what I was getting myself into. She still looked like a person who was in love with life. She was still gorgeous. My brother was officially on my good list. A few days after arriving here to England, she called my sister-in-law (one of her best friends) and invited us all to go pick strawberries with her. We were already planning to do it, so we all decided it...

Perfect Parents

I'm going to let you in on a little secret that most parents know, but few parents actually believe...

The London to Brighton Bike Ride

Yesterday was the annual London to Brighton Bike Ride, a charity event here in England in which thousands and thousands of people ride their bikes from London all the way down to Brighton (54 miles or something like that). My sister-in-law Leanne has been training for it for some time now, and at the last minute a spot opened up on her team so my brother Eric decided to join them. The route passed by not too far from where these guys live, so the plan was for my brother to call me when they were about half an hour away, and I would walk the couple miles with Noah to go cheer them on. Well, either we were slow walkers, or they were really slow bike riders, but we never did see them. We stayed and watched bikes passing for about an hour and a half with no sign of them. And, since I don't have a working cell phone,...

Happy Father’s Day!

I just wanted to take a quick second and wish everybody a HAPPY FATHER'S DAY! And, an extra big one... To my dad. To my brother Eric. To Noah's stepdad Chappy. To my Grandpa Tarbet. To my brother-in-law Dan. To my brother-in-law Luis. To my uncles. To my best friend Mike. To my friends and neighbors. To my cousins. And to every other real dad in this world past, present, or near future. Damn, I know a lot of real dads. Love you all. Dan Pearce, Single Dad Laughing PS. Everybody shout out your #1 real dads today in the comments section! Let 'em know you love 'em.

This is Beautiful You

Finally, my favorite post of the week! Every Sunday I take some of the photos that you have uploaded to the Facebook wall, and I post them here. I love This is Beautiful You because it gives me (and everybody else) an incredible glimpse of who we all are. It puts a face on the awesome people coming here. It gives us a beautiful idea of the uniqueness and diversity of the followers here at SDL. More than anything, it shows all of us just how beautiful we each can be. Anyway, thank you for sharing a small part of yourselves. It's my honor to put the spotlight on you today. This is beautiful you. Which photos made you the happiest today? If you'd like to send in photos to be considered for Sunday's "This is beautiful you" and other future blog posts, please post them on the Facebook wall (we need lots more!). Sorry, emailed photos will not be considered. Only upload photos...

Early Bird Gets the Boot in the Face

You know... I really love camping. But there is one thing that drives me crazy while I'm camping, and it seems like no matter where I'm camping, no matter when I'm camping, or no matter who I'm with, there's always some idiot who wakes up hours before everybody else and thinks he's doing the campground a favor by making so much noise that everyone else wakes up, too. I was camping with some friends recently, and the whole group stayed up till all hours of the night, giggling like little kids, sharing stories, telling jokes, and being a little overly rambunctious. I bet we didn't go to sleep until at least 3 AM, maybe later. But, we also didn't care because we all figured we could sleep in and be none the worse for wear. Until, that is, one of our other friends loudly stretched in his sleeping bag, loudly unzipped the tent, loudly yawned on his way out, and loudly crunched...

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