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Sunday, July 22, 2007

In Case You Wondered

...or, I am the Son of a Pennsylvanian Sailor and a Southern-bred California Girl

One might think that that eclectic blend of genes might explain many of my idiosyncrasies, but it goes further than that.

Today, I called home and the conversation went like this:

"Hey Dad"

"Hiya"

"Where's Mom?"

"Out back trimming the dog's nuts"

"Well, I don't want to interrupt her..that would not be good for Eli (the dog)."

"No, Considering he already looks scared."

Yeah, that's a dialogue between me and my father (and no, I'm not making this shit up).

2 comments from the peanut gallery ·

2 Comments:

At 7/23/2007 11:35 AM, Blogger honeykbee's whiny, bitch-ass comment is...

In my mind, your dad's end of that conversation took place with a heavy, heavy Southern accent.

 
At 7/23/2007 10:45 PM, Blogger Beakerz's whiny, bitch-ass comment is...

I'm the son of a son of a sailor .....

 

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