Happy Friday, Happy June. Later this month I'm going to be driving crosscountry with my mother, my father, and my best friend from high school, Web. I'm reminded of a Jim Gaffigan comedy routine, where two sets of friends are about to meet at a social gathering. Jim talks about the delicacy of mixing our social networks: "They don't know I drink. . . . Oh, and don't be freaked out if I speak with a British accent."
I'm wracking my brain trying to figure out if there's anything Web knows that my parents don't, and vice versa. But it should be a lot of fun. Any advice?
Friday, June 01, 2007
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To answer your question -- yes, I believe that I do know a few things about you that your parents may not know... and I'm pretty sure you have some dirt on me too. But all of that stuff is from a time when we were young and immature. Now we're older and wiser - so I'm assuming that those subjects will not come up. But we will be in the same car for 12 or so hours...
Dave: You're a thirty-something man, now. While you should respect your parents, you don't need to fear them. So, when you get into the car, pull out a big stogey, light it and fill the car with smoke. That'll set all things in their right place.
RE: The big Stogey.
Dave, if that happens, your place will be the luggage rack on top, ala American Vacation. And I hope it rains for the whole trip.
Dad
Perhaps I will leave my stogies at home...
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