tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26687368.post5704872069089539175..comments2008-11-21T20:07:36.767-05:00TKhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13495736427508294951noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26687368.post-27010053480445648062008-11-21T20:07:00.000-05:002008-11-21T20:07:00.000-05:00Aww, that is awesome. Your dad sounds terrific.meauxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14313629560625928694noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26687368.post-65800186551094625402008-11-21T18:21:00.000-05:002008-11-21T18:21:00.000-05:00Your dad sounds like a really cool guy. Where did it all go so bad to end up w/ a misanthrope like you?onthevirghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07393086385087962938noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26687368.post-86793638789954571532008-11-21T12:59:00.000-05:002008-11-21T12:59:00.000-05:00Tip of the hat to you for letting your folks in on your online writing. That takes some serious balls - do they know about your zombie hordes and propensity for senseless violence and strippers? Cuz if they do, man, your dad's really cool.<BR/><BR/>And you know his closing advice was just about the only nitpicking comment he could make.<BR/><BR/>PS - Jules, your mom knows about EE? Tell her to read it only when sitting down and very, very drunk!lordhelmetnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26687368.post-7710631442648780752008-11-21T11:58:00.000-05:002008-11-21T11:58:00.000-05:00That was great-your dad is incredibly well spoken. And parenty. :)<BR/><BR/>My mom wanted to read my EE column. I just laughed and informed her that the dirty mind she knows and loves just intensifies on the page.Juliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11229185916084909639noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26687368.post-83570262389663185972008-11-21T10:22:00.000-05:002008-11-21T10:22:00.000-05:00this is absolutely one of my favorite stories.kelsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01664199219218001021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26687368.post-74434930063840866052008-11-21T10:19:00.000-05:002008-11-21T10:19:00.000-05:00Ok, I have to comment about the "Boy" thing. Last night, I was at Michelle's place for supper, and a friend of ours was there with her son. Anyway, Michelle looked at Connor, the son, and then said, "Boy, do you want something to drink?"<BR/>I stopped and looked at her thinking, did we get so old that we're starting to call little boys "Boy"? So funny that you're writing about it. It's such a South African thing!Antheahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10286707826050604995noreply@blogger.com