I’m a father now. Not like a priest with a collar or anything, just a dad, with khaki shorts and t-shirts from Target. It sounds a little funny, to say it out loud like that. It’s just that I feel a little too young to be a dad. I feel like dads shouldn’t have blogs, or eat Skittles, or watch Seinfeld every day. Dads should read newspapers and wear suits, eat Werther’s originals and tell other people to turn the TV off...