ROB KRIDER

It was a beautiful Sunday morning. The sun was out, birds were chirping in the backyard, and I didn’t have anything that I had to do. It was nice to just wake up to a day where there were no travel plans, no children’s sporting events to attend, or any honey-to-do lists to procrastinate. With […]

October is a time for falling leaves, jack-o’-lanterns, and post-season baseball. I love October baseball because it’s time for the playoffs and the World Series. And I especially love October baseball when my Giants are playing. Yes, I said “my” Giants. No, I’m not a shareholder of the team, I’m certainly not on the pitching […]

I’ll admit it. I’m a bit of a helicopter parent. You could actually say I’m more like a battalion of helicopters with satellite tracking and state-of-the-art-ground support. It’s true. I’m that crazy sort of parent who tries to ensure that my kids are absolutely safe every single millisecond of their lives. What can I say? […]

Just so we are perfectly clear on this subject: I don’t want to die. That may seem like a pretty obvious statement to make, however, I was recently enjoying some slightly perilous motor sport hobbies, which made me question how much I valued my life. I was looking at balancing my continuing existence with my […]

I  attended community college. Don’t judge. Compared to my friends who went off to “real” college, I saved thousands in student loans. I will admit though, at real college, my friends met real college girls and went to real college parties. I was stuck in my hometown with community college girls, who turned out to […]

My wife’s name is Mrs. Krider. That may seem obvious since she’s married to me, a guy whose last name happens to be Krider, but that isn’t at all what I was getting at. You see, Mrs. Krider is her teacher name. My wife, whom I love, the woman who thinks she can fit a […]

It was supposed to be a simple vacation. The plan was to load up the family, drive to the beach, and surf, relax, and drink irresponsible amounts of rum for a week straight. On paper the plan seemed pretty solid—and it would have all gone according to plan if we hadn’t taken the money-sucking, mother-flunking, […]

We have a game we play at my house called “Where is my…?” It can be a fun game, if you think being frustrated is really fun. We usually play the game early in the morning right before trying to get to work on time. This is how the game is played: My wife or […]

When I first met my wife, she tried to kill me. No, it wasn’t an intentional thing. My wife had just met me, so no intent or malice was involved (it would be much later in our marriage that she would want to intentionally kill me). But back then she was just a cute girl […]

Last weekend I was a hero. Well, not an actual hero—I didn’t save anyone’s life, solve world hunger, or eliminate email spam. I was simply a hero to my wife, whom I love. This was a big deal since it isn’t often that I get the chance to be a knight in shining armor and […]

Every single person on this planet has his or her own special talent. For instance, Michael Phelps can swim ridiculously fast; Slash can play the guitar louder than a hurricane; and me, well, I have the unique ability to completely clear out a public restroom. Sure, it isn’t the coolest God-given talent to have. I […]