i love my family

Sep 24, 2006 22:10

my dad can be friends with anybody. he was in the lobby of my building for no more that 5 min and both doormen knew his name, recognized him when he came back downstairs, and had a whole sports debate with him. (my dads a giants fan, doorman is about the jets i think)

my great uncle george asked me where in manhattan i was living, and once i told him he told me that was impossible, because thats where he went to school. my building is surrounded by baruch buildings, and he graduated from there in '49. back then my dorm building was a hotel... "wait, youre living in the george washington hotel? hahahahaha that was known as the hotel with the SMALLEST rooms in the WORLD!! how you liking those tiny rooms?" its not that bad though, for a hotel-it sucks. but as far as dorms go, its average to large. oh and he baked a cake for the first time in his life and brought it to dinner. hes 80 years old. the cake wasnt bad.

annd finally, my uncle jimmy who had a million coupons for soap. so he brought a bunch of handsoap to dinner and handed them out... he asked everyone what color their bathroom was and gave out coordinating hand soap.
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