This week was special: all of the DadCentric guys ran into each other in Vegas, had some drinks, bet on the NBA Conference Finals games and won a shitload of money, hung out with the Rat Pack, and then went to an Elvis Wedding Chapel, where we all hugged each other before walking through a doorway bathed in incandescent light. Then I woke up on the couch, wiped the slurry of sleep-drool, tortilla chips and vodka from my chin, and realized It Was All Just A Dream. Here's what everybody else did. (Oh, and Croutonboy and Warren haven't been posting because they're temping for Hurley and Ben.)
And now, The Major Announcement.
Next week, we're bringing in a boatload of guest dads - writers, bloggers, and some other special guests - for something we're calling 30 Days of Dads. Every weekday in June, we'll have a different guest dad writing about...well, whatever he wants to write about. We're not big on convention around here. So screw Father's Day - June is Father's MONTH. We hope you'll join us.