Even though I have been getting pretty famous off this blog for the past week, Father's Day is just around the bend. Like most people, I have a father. He doesn't think I am very funny or successful. He lies to people and tells them I am and then he gets mad at me for forcing him to have to lie. And it's just like, whatever I didn't MAKE you lie, I don't see how this is my fault even though I am not surprised you are blaming me for it.
As a peace offering I have been thinking of inviting him to my blog but I don't think he would even come to it.
This reminds me of Joey Gladstone and his dad Colonel Gladstone. As we all remember, Colonel Gladstone was a Colonel in the army. The Colonel didn't approve of Joey being a comedian even though it was Joey's dream. He had a bad attitude about the whole thing.
Joey got a big break though and ended up opening for Wayne Newton in Los Vegas and the girls called the Colonel to invite him even though Joey didn't even want him there. Well guess what, the Colonel came and he respected Joey. He even said that he taught Joey how to do the Popeye voice even though he couldn't prove it.
I just wonder what would happen if I lived with a bunch of little girls I wasn't related to and they called my dad and told them to come to my blog. He would probably be pretty mad about it at first like the Colonel was. But then he might let his guard down and LOL a little bit. And then he would be like, I just want you to be happy - which is total crap by the way, he doesn't care about that. Then he would be trying to take credit for everything and being like, remember how when you were little and I gave you that crappy typewriter with the broken H key so you couldn't even type your own name with it? And now look at you, you type your own blog all thanks to me.
And it's just like I appreciate what you're trying to do here dad but we're two very different people and we have to learn to accept each other if we want to make the most out of this relationship.
So I guess all this has me thinking about my own dad.
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You may remember before this Joey G had to look to Star Search to gauge his worth. I guess Ed McMahon can provide all the stern reassurance that a respectful salute from a stern father never could.
ReplyDeleteToo bad there's not a Star Search for bloggers...
I was recently directed to your blog by one of your biggest Mpls.fans. I am amused by your David Sedaris-like reflections and now look forward to your entries.
ReplyDeleteI can't help but make this observation: when teaching reading to children, it is important to make connections between the text and 1)themselves, 2)to other readings, and 3)to the world around them.
You are making Full House connections like crazy! Do you realize the power of your blog?
RHR- If there was an emoticon for "Cut It Out", I would totally type it. But there isn't. So you're just gonna have to imagine me doing it.
ReplyDeleteI can totally relate this, also having a dad. Dad's can be a real pain sometimes. Sometimes my dad will get mad because i don't mow the lawn. But i'm like..whatever DAD, it's just gonna grow again.
ReplyDeleteI wish he would stop coming by my house and spying on my yard....or he will just have to reinstate my weekly allowance.