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By Patrick Caneday | January 20, 2012
It's not that I didn't want a puppy. Just that I was reluctant, concerned about the responsibility and nightly barking. And available space in our ever-shrinking house. And the mess. And what would happen if it ever got out the front door and into the big, scary world on its own. Yet we've somehow managed to survive human children despite these same fears. Besides, I am outnumbered in my home, three to one. So last spring during a temporary parental vacation from sanity, we brought home not one, but two, puppies; the thresholds for love and pain being sides of the same coin, who's counting?
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By Patrick Caneday | November 20, 2010
Keeping the kids entertained is a parent's primary job. It ranks higher than feeding and cleanliness. In the throes of a good time, hunger and head lice are but minor annoyances. With a free day, where could the wife and I take the kids without passports, plane tickets or extended lines of credit? Hollywood. At least we wouldn't need passports or plane tickets. A day trip to the entertainment capital of the world is a perfect way to kill a few hours so long as we return with both girls.
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By Patrick Caneday | June 17, 2011
Chapstick. Classic flavor Chapstick. It's one of those things that transports me back to an exact moment in life. When I smell it, I am a wide-eyed child, uneasy and excited — curious about the man giving it to me, comforted because he was my father. It was the flavor I always remember him carrying in his pocket. I had some in my pocket last weekend as we made the long drive to Sequoia National Park, where we were taking Thing 1 and Thing 2 for their first camping trip. When I applied that waxy moisturizing protection to my lips, I was a 10-year-old sitting in the passenger seat as my father drove us on one of our camping trips — Simon and Garfunkel softly singing in the background of a bygone time as we made our way up steep mountainous grades in his heavily laden truck.
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By Patrick Caneday | May 20, 2011
“…whether you're a 50-year-old or an adolescent, you're on some kind of hormonal rollercoaster in those two age groups. So I'm not quite sure if it's serious comedy or funny drama.” — Geoffrey Rush When I was 12 years old, my mother took us to the Renaissance Pleasure Faire for a day of medieval role-playing fun. If you've ever been, you know what a seminal experience this can be for a lad in the grips of puberty (pun only vaguely intended)....
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Patrick Caneday | June 5, 2010
I 've been a little tense lately. Could you tell? Maybe it's being home with the kids too much. Maybe it's finances or wondering when I'm going to figure out who I really am. "The Office," "30 Rock" and "Modern Family" are all in reruns, and everything else on TV gives me agita. I don't care why, how or when Lindsay Lohan is in court and wonder what ever happened to real news reporting. I'm sick of hearing people argue and blame each other, right, left and ambidextrous.
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Patrick Caneday | May 29, 2010
I 've been feeling like one of those oil-covered sea gulls on a beach in Louisiana. Every morning I get up and take a look at the newspaper. I glance at the headline, usually in dismay, then automatically flip to the bottom of the page to see who died. It's morbid, I know. But it's just habit. And you probably do it too. On Monday it was former Dodgers pitcher Jose Lima's picture at the bottom of the front page. He was only 37 years old, five years younger than me. That's hard to swallow.
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Patrick Caneday | June 19, 2010
N o Father's Day is complete without at least one of the following: A #1 Dad mug, a new tie, shirt or barbecue apron, a silly card about Dad's underwear or bathing habits and anything made of construction paper, Elmer's glue and uncooked macaroni. To this I would add, a trip to the hardware store. A few years ago for Father's Day, I made a pilgrimage to the hardware store, intent on buying a self-standing hammock. With visions of wasting my much-deserved day cradled in blissful repose, I would warmly reflect upon my father, my children and my own accomplishments as a dad. All while listening to Vin Scully on the radio.
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July 17, 2010
Few drives are more monotonous than Golden State (5) Freeway through California's Central Valley. But what does make it worse is a big-rig crashing into a tractor-trailer, bursting into flames and closing three of the five southbound lanes when you're trying to get home from a family vacation. One's mind wanders in inching traffic, 90-plus-degree heat and having exhausted "99 Bottles of Scotch on the Wall." So here are a few things I thought about while stuck on the Grapevine the other day; more musings from the Muffin Top Man: One of these days, Thing 1, my 8-year-old daughter, is going to figure out that we've never put film into that cheap camera she's been playing with since she was 3. And on that day, there will be much fear and trembling and gnashing of teeth.
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July 31, 2010
Third in an occasional series When Art Chudabala was a boy, his father took him on weekly fishing ventures off the Southern California coast. On one of these excursions his father caught a huge mackerel and hauled it on deck. His father immediately filleted it and took a bite of the raw, still-warm flesh. "There was blood running down his cheeks," he told me. "That was hardcore." Art, a Burbank resident, recalled this story as we left the fishmonger's stall at the farmer's market and perused the other vendors looking for his next meal's muse.
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By Patrick Caneday | December 11, 2010
Like an unwanted holiday fruitcake, with funky bits, green cherries and mystery fruit, I offer you this year's Caneday Family Christmas Letter (with a little help from my daughters): Dashing through the glow, Of a year gone past with glee, O'er our lives we go, We're the Caneday family. Good friends came cocktail-ing, Making spirits bright, Oh what fun we had this spring, In San Diego a fortnight. Oh! Thing 1 yells, Thing 2 yells, We love to get our way, Oh what fun we had with friends, All 'round our block each da-ay!
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By Patrick Caneday | July 26, 2013
I never set out to be a newspaper columnist. The gift was handed to me like a candy cane from a mall Santa. Take it, or pass it up and get a corn dog. Writing a weekly column was something I never thought I could do. And I am so thankful I was proven wrong. Last time, I wrote about decisions; how not knowing what's around the next bend in the road might actually be a good thing. Knowing too much can make you turn away from what lies ahead. Columnists have the privileged license to spout their opinions for the world - or at least their local corner of it - to digest.
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By Patrick Caneday | July 12, 2013
When you are 1,000 feet up on a tightrope or hanging from a cliff, "don't look down" is great advice. But honestly, how often are any of us in that position? And if we are, we put ourselves there. Don't look up, I would argue, is better advice for the rest of us. Oftentimes when I have a big decision to make, I ride. Hop on my road bike and head someplace free of stoplights and intersections - which is hard to find in greater L.A. - so I can cruise without fear of becoming a hood ornament.
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By Patrick Caneday | June 14, 2013
It's an age-old question with as many answers as there are muffin-topped men afraid to talk about their feelings wandering the barbecue aisle at Home Depot on Saturday: What to do for Father's Day? So here to aid, abet and entertain you is "The Perfect Father's Day" as imagined by yours truly (if time, money and gastro capacity had no limits, of course). Awake from a predawn dream of being in my wife's arms to find myself in her arms. She grumbles, disappointed, as I leave for the bathroom.
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By Patrick Caneday | May 31, 2013
A letter to my daughter upon her promotion from elementary school: You done good, honey. I can't put into words how proud we are of you. Seeing you onstage on your last day of elementary school was a new emotional high for your mother and me. Sorry if I embarrassed you when I was the lone parent standing to applaud as they finally presented "the Fifth Grade Class of 2013. " Some day you'll understand what it feels like to care so much for someone else you don't care what you look like.
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By Patrick Caneday and By Patrick Caneday | May 17, 2013
Don't venture under the bed lightly. More than wild things await you there. I looked under my bed not long ago and got more than I expected. Among the picture frames, lost socks and dust brontosaurs, I came across a collection of cassette tapes. Remember cassettes? Before CDs and after eight-track-tapes? Those things that, once warbled and snagged in the player, were tossed from car windows in streams of festive, brownish-gray ribbon to line the freeway in a symbol of urban angst?
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By Patrick Caneday | May 3, 2013
Dear Home Seller, Thank you for allowing us in your home during yesterday's open house. Our Realtor suggested we include this personal letter with our bid to set us apart from the 83 other offers you're likely drooling over right now. I'm supposed to tell you how thrilled we'd be to spend the better part of $1 million to be the next proud owner of your 1,200-square-foot, depression-era fixer-upper. We hope you find our bid of $75,000 over asking price pleasing. I fancy myself a writer, but I've got nothing on the wordsmith who drafted the listing for your "quaint California bungalow.
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By Patrick Caneday | April 19, 2013
We Californians like to point out that we lack for nothing in our great state. Beaches to frolic or laze upon, mountains to hike, bike and ski, deserts with their stark beauty. Every shade of urban sprawl. Small-town living slow as molasses, big-city skylights and everything in between. The arts of every sort, sports, entertainment, culture and ethnic diversity. But on our recent spring-break road trip through Arizona, I discovered something we don't have. Something that 42 other states have kept secret from us for more than 40 years.
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By Patrick Caneday and By Patrick Caneday | April 5, 2013
I'm pretty diligent when it comes to my taxes. And by diligent, I mean that in November, I make an appointment for February with my tax guy, which is unlike those co-workers in your office asking around in April if anyone knows a good accountant. That's like trying to get face-value Super Bowl tickets on game day. To coin an overused phrase, a good accountant is like a good pair of shoes: The best ones give you comfort for the long haul and are worth the cash outlay. Bad ones may look nice for the price, but are painful and need replacing too soon.
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By Patrick Caneday | March 29, 2013
He was pretty good up there yesterday. But to be honest, I don't know what he was thinking. I can't imagine what would make a man do that. And for what? Now he's dead, and he's left others to piece it together. Most haven't done such a good job. A legal execution. Some called it murder. But he didn't even put up a fight. That's what makes it so strange. Baseless charges, most agree, and he let them do that to him as if there was no other way. All that work helping and feeding and lifting up others, and faced with his own demise, he wouldn't even help himself.
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By Patrick Caneday | March 16, 2013
Damon's just isn't the same. It's not worse. Not necessarily better, either. Always great. Just not the same. Which shouldn't mean anything, really, when you think about it. What is the same? I'm not. And unless you're Joan Rivers, neither are you. It's just that every time I go to Damon's Steakhouse, something is a little different - which can be unsettling. Kind of like seeing a new lawn gnome in front of your childhood home. We had dinner last Saturday at Glendale's most famous eatery.
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