it would go 7. but this was a wasted opportunity. gaaaaah.
with extra ‘a’s.
Critiquing shit you love is as important as critiquing shit you hate
this year i got my dad the gift of a half pound of super-fresh gulf grouper. it was a choice between that, wild salmon & chilean sea bass. i believe i chose wisely.
i got to hang out with him for a bit & we bullshited about how awful cable tv programming is, and that was good enough for me. my dad didn’t really want to do anything this year (despite my mom & myself trying to get him to decide on something for the better part of this week).
but this is his father’s day. dude, you can do what you want. you are entitled. and whatever you do, i still love ya. that’s good enough for me.
just enjoy the grouper.
since marvin gaye is dead, only jim cornelison and rene rancourt can sing national anthems from now on, at all sporting events.
though i think this may be physically impossible, we will all be better for it, as a nation.