In an effort to undo some of summer’s brain drain honor of my son’s birthday, I am giving you the opportunity to ask him questions.
This idea fascinates me, and yet I am simultaneously terrified.
I mean things could go horribly awry.
I’m relinquishing all my control to a soon-t0-be teenager, people.
If you don’t know TechSupport – the pseudonym that I use to refer to my son — you probably haven’t been reading my blog for very long.
Here is a crash course.
- He’ll soon be 13-years old.
- He recently discovered girls.
- Were it not for Parental Controls, he would play Minecraft all day long.
- He is a math/science guy, but he is also a voracious reader.
- He just made his bar mitzvah.
- He loves the Big Bang Theory.
- He is a fencer. (No, he doesn’t steal stuff. He stabs people with a saber.)
- He just got home from summer camp where he got a Schmo-hawk.
How do we get this party started?
In the comments below, ask any questions (serious or wonky) about me or his dad; about life as an only child; about 13-year-old boys; anything technology related, like what to do when your iPhone freezes up; or anything else you’ve got rattling around in your head.
But let’s keep this rated PG okay? Pervy questions will be deleted for being pervy.
You have until 8/12 to ask Tech a question, and then I will force ask Tech to respond to your questions in a guest post before he returns to school in September.
I don’t know what I’m more excited for: your questions or his answers. I have a feeling that tonight’s gonna be a good night no matter how you slice this pizza, it’s going to be delicious. Unless there are anchovies. Because anchovies ruin an otherwise perfectly good pizza.
Happy birthday, son. Best present ever, right?
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