So this package came to my dad today from UPS. I was watching Pirates with my mom, and he bursts into the room to show me a signed cast pic of the cast of 24, and a script signed by Fury and Keifer.
He's all bouncy and happy, "Are these autographs real, Al?"
"Yeah, Dad."
"NO WAY! Do you know Jack Bauer? This is my favorite show! You know these guys?"
Fury attached a note: "Dear Mr. Beatrice, I heard you're a big fan of 24. Well, I'm a big fan of your daughter's."
My dad was weirdly proud by that, unsure why. But he was all beaming.
He's taking it all to work with him to show off, and my mom is having the stuff framed for him.
The old man was giddy, I tells ya.
Huh, there was a quake of the same magnitude in northern Utah today.
Considering the entire valley would turn to a big bowl of oatmeal in a big enough earthquake, I'm all for small earthquakes on a regular basis to bleed off the pressure.
You know that's happening all the time, right?
Doesn't count if you don't feel it. Like sex.
One might even go so far as to suggest that the solidity and motionlessness of the ground below your feet is, dare I say it? Semi-imaginary....
Awww Allyson, of course he was bouncy and giddy. Very cool.
Aww, what a sweet dad story.
He was like a little kid with a new toy. I sent Fury a thank you email, but a real card will go in the mail ASAP.
My dad thinks I'm all in-the-know with big time Hollywood people. It's freakin' ADORABLE.
Allyson, that's awesome. Way to go, using your superpowers for good!
Allyson -- that is just so cute. How cool that you were able to get him all giddy and happy like that!
ION, one of my closest friends sent me a package of all sorts of fun foodstuffs that I like but wouldn't normally buy and certainly not when I've been so broke: kalamata olives, and roast red peppers, and rum truffles and an interesting Costa Rican pepper mustard and red current jam and lots of other stuff. It was a GINORMOUS package -- I don't even want to think about how much it cost her to mail it.
Allyson, that's awesome!
I'm safely in NM, below the whackass weather to the north. And going buggy over this keyboard. It needs a tilt. And to be quieter. Anyway.
I got stuck in security behind people who acted as if they had never flown before (and couldn't follow directions) which made it not possible to get something to eat. For the record? Newtons and crackers are really not enough to last until 6 pm. But I survived.
