June 20th, 2004

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Okay, it's Father's Day. I'll see my sons this afternoon, which is good. In the morning, I have to go measure a potential new apartment and see if it's big enough to be workable. My main motive is to make friends with the potential landlord; I do need a living-place, but friends are potentially more important.

Somewhere in here I'll be calling my own Dad, and that conversation might well get sticky. He's been trying very had to be supportive of me during my divorce/life rebuild, but he's also quick to admit he's not very good at it. I've tried before to tell him what kind of support I need and how he might help provide it, and those conversations did not turn out well. My perception is that the problem is turf-issues on his part; Personal Independence was the primary issue for people of his generation, and how *dare* anyone tell him what to do or how to do it?

More interestingly, he has fewer territory issues than anyone else I know in his age group. Can he hear it when he *does* have one? I don't know.

I'm still trying to integrate parenting, polyamory, local and extended family, religion in general and Judaism in specific application, BDSM, dominance games and politics, the psychology industry, the education industry, and Aspergers and other alternative mental states into a single whole that I can write something about. I don't have enough room in my skull. Anyone have a spare head I can borrow?


Joel. Oh, and breakfast.