Gud, sorry about the lack of acknowledgment for fathers day. Happy belated one to you and all the buffista dads.

The ice cream truck is driving by. So tempting.

I'm afraid my father's card didn't make it to him in time (I mailed it Thursday morning from Mississippi), and then when I talked to him on Sunday, I forgot it was FD, but THEN I remembered and called back. Phew.

Yeah. 'Cept the future was 1980....

The oil embargo really set us back centuries. If gas had stayed cheap I'm sure our civilization would have advanced to the level of purple pageboys.

and then when I talked to him on Sunday, I forgot it was FD, but THEN I remembered and called back. Phew.

You're a good daughter.

I... am not. However, my dad's very laid-back about these things. Thanks for reminding me -- I'll call him now.

I don't think my father really cares, but I have been taught by my mother that there are a lot of card-only holidays, but god help you if you forget the card.

A great academic paper: An-arrgh-chy: The Law and Economics of Pirate Organization (pdf)

abstract:

This paper investigates the internal governance institutions of violent criminal enterprise by examining the law, economics, and organization of pirates. To effectively organize their banditry, pirates required mechanisms to prevent internal predation, minimize crew conflict, and maximize piratical profit. I argue that pirates devised two institutions for this purpose. First, I analyze the system of piratical checks and balances that crews used to constrain captain predation. Second, I examine how pirates used democratic constitutions to minimize conflict and create piratical law and order. Remarkably, pirates adopted both of these institutions before the United States or England. Pirate governance created sufficient order and cooperation to make pirates one of the most sophisticated and successful criminal organizations in history.

Since I'm taking Dad out for Father's Day dinner tonight, I forgot to call yesterday until 10pm. Well, I remembered earlier, but got distracted after I couldn't find a working outlet close enough to a phone jack for my land line to work. Goodbye, just-bought refill minutes!

I called my father at home, but no one answered, so I texted him Happy Father's Day instead. Shortly afterwards my sister texts me back to tell me they're in Ocho Rios and I need to call him on his cell or hers.

Ah, love technology. Means I got to speak to him just before they finished up at the Jazz Festival up there, so he definitely had a nice Father's Day.

My poor sister--I send a card and/or give a call for all birthdays and Parent days, but that's it. Sending gifts to Jamaica is expensive and a crapshoot. She, however, lives with them, so giftiness falls into her lap. She gets crazy and says things like "How about we send them on a cruise?" and I say thing like "Can't we buy her earrings?"

In the future we all have purple pageboys! Awesome!

I keep telling people that the girl with the purple pageboy is Nick Drake's sister, but nobody's impressed with this information.