my dad bought a new car today, and it's gold
there was this one time my dad and i were watching tv and this really ugly guy came on the screen. we both yelled "UGLY" at the same time and then my dad changed the channel. i kind of looked at him and i thought, wow, you really are my dad. if i ever had any biological doubts, they are all erased now. not that i did, but i mean. today he was driving me to my mom's place on front street and he HATES driving downtown. i mean, he gets all tense and wirey and jerky and you can't talk to him because if he sees a traffic light turn red he screams at you IT'S YOUR FAULT FOR DRAGGING ME DOWNTOWN. when we got out of the car and into the elevator to my mom's apartment, we both said at the same time "i'm sorry for..." it was weird. and then he said "you know that when i drive downtown i get very --" then we both said "EDGY" in unison. it felt like a bad mel gibson movie about knowing what your daughter is thinking. but also, kind of cool. my dad's the best. when he eats really good bartlett pairs and then has a really good shit, he calls it "pear pressure". oh, worst ever.