September 1, 2015 started out as a pretty normal, yet very exciting day for our family. It would be a milestone morning in which our youngest daughter, Finley, would embark on a new journey - her first day of preschool. My wife made plans to go into work early on that day, parents welcome to accompany their little ones as they took their first step into a larger world. We were in the classroom filled with the smiles of happy kids and glowing parents when one of the administrators quietly entered and asked for all of the parents to move into the hallway to "discuss an event in the community." Standing in a hallway lined with little red lockers and colorful artwork, we would learn that the school had entered lockdown for "an active shooter in a neighboring town." Information was sketchy, fast-moving and ever-changing, but what we knew was that there was an "officer down" - one who would soon be revealed to be Lt. Charles Joseph Gliniewicz.
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It's Fall, and with my favorite time of year comes some changes in habits - and, a few that are just seasonal alterations to the regular routine. Living in The Midwest, October brings a vibe that's unlike other areas of the country during this season. While the crisp air, harvest aromas and oodles of seasonal fun can be found in many parts of the U.S., it always seems that The Midwest becomes a bit darker... and a bit spookier. There's a good reason why so many horror movies are set in The Midwest, and right here in my home State of Illinois - they're rooted in reality! Michael Myers? Haddonfield, Illinois. Crystal Lake? There is one. Elm Street? Lots of 'em. POLTERGEIST III, CANDYMAN and CHILD'S PLAY? All set in Illinois. You want to survive October in The Land of Lincoln? I'll give you five essentials - but keep in mind that these are great tools to use no matter where you might roam... It's werewolf season.
Sometimes you just have to wait for things, and even if the wait equals years, the payoff is pretty good. A prime example arrived today - the result of planning ahead, and keeping a t-shirt in a drawer for six years. Weird to think that slightly more than a half-decade ago, I was in the midst of a late-night diaper run to Walmart when I started browsing some clearance kids' clothes that had been squeezed-in near their Garden Center. There was one particular rack that caught my eye - t-shirts featuring comic book covers from the 1980s... the exact time that I became a comic book fan myself. Hanging on that rack was a single t-shirt in a size 6/7 that bore not only a favorite cover, but the exact cover of the first issue of John Byrne's THE MAN OF STEEL from 1986 - the very book that hooked me on DC Comics. For less than $2, I purchased said t-shirt, and have waited six years for today to arrive - the day that it finally fit Addie.
I can remember a few occasions as a kid where I participated with Trick-or-Treat for UNICEF back in the 80s, but truth be told, I haven't seen those iconic orange boxes hitting the streets here locally in quite awhile. Hopefully, that will change this year, as the iconic Trick-or-Treat for UNICEF campaign is celebrating its 65th anniversary by joining forces with another American classic: PEANUTS, which also turns 65 this Fall. Blue Sky Studios' THE PEANUTS MOVIE will team up with Trick-or-Treat for UNICEF to encourage children to raise funds for UNICEF’s lifesaving programs. The original Kids Helping Kids® campaign—is one of the longest-running youth volunteer initiatives in America that encourages children to go door-to-door on Halloween and collect coins in support of UNICEF’s work. Since 1950, Trick-or-Treat for UNICEF has raised more than $175 million for UNICEF to provide children around the world with medicine, nutrition, clean water, emergency relief and education.
An Urgent Message from Rock Father HQ: Attention Large Corporations - I Do Not Wish to Take Your Surveys.
There's a real problem with "customer service" these days, and it has nothing to do with the actual service, nor the persons providing said service to the public. The problem comes after the customer has already paid for said service or goods, the moment an obligation is placed in front of the customer with enticement in the form of a potential prize, or... a guilt trip. "At the bottom of your receipt you'll find website to take our survey to tell us how we did for a chance to win..." says the usually underpaid, overworked individual tasked with circling said url to make sure that the customer takes full note and hopefully logs a few clicks to their company website. Thing is, I don't want to take your survey, and frankly, I'm tired of being asked. If your true goal is to provide "World Class" customer service, you can start with incentivizing your employees, associates, team members, grunts, stormtroopers or otherwise frontline workers in some way other than placing a task request upon the very people who pay for the existence of your entire operation. Even worse? A follow-up about said survey.
Over the past five years or so, I've written at length about my wife and I sharing our love of STAR WARS with our girls, "The Rock Daughters." I've at times called it "Teaching The Force The Rock Father Way," but no matter what it's called, our family finds new ways to "Share the Force" each and every day. With J.J. Abrams' STAR WARS: THE FORCE AWAKENS headed for cinemas on December 18th, generations will Share the Force together - and if STAR WARS Day (May 4th) was the kick-off, we can officially deem that the action is approaching hyperspace as we head toward #ForceFriday - the day that new STAR WARS toys and merchandise will begin hitting retailers Nationwide. You've seen my daily Force Friday Countdown here on the site, but now things are getting serious. My friends at Target are opening 207 stores at midnight on September 4th, and all of their locations will have special #ShareTheForce events on Saturday, September 5th, where families will find special giveaways, photo ops, activities and more. But don't wait until then to Share the Force - you can do it now... like The Rock Father before you...
Six years ago today, Adalyn Monet entered the world - my wife and I becoming parents for the first time... on our 10th Wedding Anniversary. Sixteen years ago today, Jen and I were married in an open air ceremony that came after a two-year engagement (one that happened after just three months of dating). I say this every year, but I'd love to know what the odds are of becoming a first-time parent on the exact date of your wedding anniversary. I'm betting that the only droid that could give me an accurate number is C-3PO. It's hard to keep saying something new each year, but I always feel it important to honor this day - a dual celebration of my wife and first daughter. I don't know if I'd have ever predicted being a parent the first time - much less following-up with an excellent sequel three years later (Finley Renoir). These girls are the reason why I became "The Rock Father," and I love them more than words on this site could ever represent.
Recently, I was asked a relatively straightforward question: "Why do you love Snoopy?" Thing is, my affection for Snoopy and the entire PEANUTS gang is a multi-layered affair that dates back to the late 1970s, thus placing me in 2015 as a sort of "keeper of the torch" - tasked with helping new generations know and appreciate the creations of Charles M. Schulz. That all starts here at home with The Rock Daughters™, and that's why I took a gig as a PEANUTS Brand Ambassador this year. With the November release of THE PEANUTS MOVIE fast-approaching (get tix via Fandango), we may be about to turn the corner, but Snoopy and his friends don't seem as prominent as they were for me growing up - and I'd like to change that. I'm old-school, and that means that I get goosebumps when I hear the five-second bumper that indicated "A CBS SPECIAL PRESENTATION," which was usually code for "Charlie Brown's (insert holiday here) is coming on!" Like many, it was the holiday specials that really hooked me, but it was something else that really made an impact on my impressionable young mind... possibly 1977's most important film that wasn't called STAR WARS.
Goin' Back to Cali: THE ROCK FATHER vs. ANT-MAN & THE DESCENDANTS (and that's only the beginning)...Written by James Zahn
When I became "The Rock Father" upon the birth of our first daughter back in 2009, I had no idea that being a parent and launching what would evolve into THE ROCK FATHER™ Magazine would actually be the catalyst to pull me back into - and keep me in - a realm that I'd had some adventures in before: the world of movies and television. It's where I belong, and completely weird how things go full-circle. My first gig as an entertainment writer was way back in 1992 (23 years!), and even through countless reinventions and "past lives," I've been covering press junkets for a very long time. But when I first paid a visit to Los Angeles, in what truly does seem like "a lifetime ago," I was there as many, if not most, are - as a screenwriter and actor. Those pre-parenting adventures - speeding down the Sunset Strip in my dear, departed friend's Cadillac while blasting MOTLEY CRUE (seemed appropriate at the time)... singing Sinatra while doing karaoke in Burbank (and subsequently jumping off the stage)... and taking fruitless studio meetings (for what eventually became a comic instead of a film)... all somehow led here - to my life as a "grownup." Pop Culture is my passion, and thanks to a few folks like my friends at The Walt Disney Disney Company, I'm fortunate to be able to head back to Los Angeles a few times a year to cover and bring back news and features on some of the coolest projects out there. This week, I'm goin' back to Cali again, and at the center of the adventure is MARVEL's ANT-MAN, and that's just the start...
I think it was last year that I said it (being nearly six years into parenting, things blur together), but I’d referred to the mid-year months as our “first true summer break.” Thing is, it’s not really a “break” at all. Gone are the true three-month runs of warm weather adventure that my wife and I knew as children - the ones filled with days that seemed to last forever. My first “back-to-school” pitches were hitting my office before June 1st, and the reality of the matter is that with kindergarten ending in June and the kids back at it in August, the summer is a blip, and a busy one at that.
Since being acquired by Masrani Global back in 1998, my friends at InGen Technologies have taken their pioneering research in the world of genetic research and cloning to new heights that have led to genuine, real-world applications. Answering the age old question of "which came first, the chicken or the egg?" (Answer: The egg came first), their team has been able to focus on creating a world of tomorrow, today. After making off-hand jokes about it for many years, the possibility of creating a high-quality clone of myself is finally a reality, which means that more work could be completed here at Rock Father HQ, leading to more time with my family, higher income levels, and the ability to truly be in two places at once... or three, four, five and beyond.
It's nearing midnight, and I'm sitting here in my office at Rock Father HQ with tears in my eyes. No, I'm not crying, but the eyes are definitely misty with happy tears as I type these words and assess my current surroundings. A Hasbro STAR WARS Millenium Falcon sits a few feet away, flanked by a trio of Fisher-Price Little People riding horses. They look as if they're about to board the ship, while LEGO Spider-man is about to speed by on some sort of motorcycle - a deeper look revealing that he's being chased by LEGO Batman on a Jet Ski. Nearby, a variety of Disney Princesses hold court, while an overturned Step2 stool sits near the girls' art desk, on top of which lies remnants of a few in-progress masterpieces from earlier today. In front of me, three empty cans of Diet Mountain Dew, an almost-empty Coke Zero, project notes scribbled on white paper, and a pile of CDs and DVDs that will probably never be reviewed thanks to the increasingly mythical element known as "time" (or lack thereof). It's nights like this that I realize that each day brings our family closer to the end of these "happy messes," and I don't like it. Kids grow up, and even though ours are technically still little, the reminders are like jabs in the gut. Tonight, The Tooth Fairy will be paying our oldest a visit for the first time, and that's something that I've dreaded.