Overheard just now:
Zan: My Dad knows more about baseball than anybody. He knows balls and strikes and everything.
Friend: Oh yeah? Well, my Dad knows Terry Francona and all the Red Sox.
Zan: Yeah, well, do you know about concerts? After concerts, my Dad gets to go backstage.
How cool is that?! Good boy, Zan. Score another one for the Daddy Scratches.
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You win! Hurrah!
But MY dad has knightrider, streethawk and Airwolf in the garage so HE wins.
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You TOTALLY won that one! Happy belated Father’s Day…
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Awesome!!! You just moved up in his book…
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You are too cool for school!
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You must be all puffed up with pride
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K so I discovered the Pioneer Woman, thanks to your blogroll, on what should be one of my most productive workdays in video-editing history.
Read: ob-SESSED! (using my opera voice)
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Hysterical! My fav part is “do you know about concerts?” — the other kid probably thinks you have backstage access to Sesame Street Live.
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I had a conversation like that when I was a kid. “Oh yeah, well MY dad played backup harmonica for Eric Clapton!” Except the other kid didn’t know who Clapton is, so I changed my retort to “Okay well I know who Eric Clapton is!”
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And my sister told her friend after Dad fixed the roller skate, “See? Didn’t I tell you my Dad was a genius?” Doncha just love it when parent wins?
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You will always win like that. Always. Take it from Bossy and her backstage ass.
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This would absolutely THRILL my youngest son! He’ll be a college freshman this fall and is planning on majoring in journalism. His goal? To write for music magazines, such as Rolling Stone.
Personally, I think he just wants backstage passes to concerts.
He’s going to see Def Leppard, Poison, and Cheap Trick tonight.
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