Spider Man Made Us Cry

Hey Friends,

Hope this post finds you well. I'm really looking forward to seeing old friends and meeting new ones in Taos. Daddy Needs a Drink just came out in paperback and we're having a "Daddy Needs Your Stories" Father's Day Contest at www.robertwilder.com. I also just finished a reader's guide that might get me arrested. My new book Tales From the Teachers' Lounge will be out in the fall as well.

This past superhero weekend, my son London and I went to see Spiderman 3 with another dad and son combo. I won't spoil the film for you but let's just say that London wept at Peter Parker's uncle being shot over and over (enough already?) while my tears sprung from a most unflattering twist scene with Kirsten Dunst in a NYC kitchen, not to mention a narrative as fractured as Madonna falling off a horse. After that, we went to a comic book store for a free comic from a shifty-eyed man with a poorly trimmed beard. On Sunday, London went to a birthday party where Batman appeared with some apparent gender transformation issues. The kids didn't know whether to call the Caped Crusader "Batman," "Batgirl," or "Batwoman," or a combination of all three. Needless to say, London desperately wants him/her at our next soiree.