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My sister was visiting a week or so ago and we had a fun time, especially when we played the inaugural game of just-released AC/DC Monoply. (I was the stack of cash and she was the lightning bolt; I was indeed thunderstruck and I had to retire.)

Anyway ... we were looking at some dumb YouTube vid when Ez joined us. He sat on my lap and we switched over to some funny cat videos. Ez watched for a while and suddenly said, "Look, Daddy!" He was looking into his lap. I looked. My sister looked. He had his elastic-waistband ... uh ... lowered ... and his willy was peeking out. "Oh hell, Ez! Put that thing away!" I said. He laughed and did what he was told. My sister hyperventilated from laughing so hard. It was pretty funny, but I've learned the 4th Lesson of Parenthood well: You don't laugh at shit like that.

I spoke to my sister the other day and she said that she'd relayed that story to my uncle, who grew up in the 50s. They had a laugh and he asked if I'd disciplined him for that. She said no. He asked how Christi and I discipline him when it's necessary, and she said that we send him to his room, which is accurate. He told her this story:

"We were given a choice of a whipping or being sent to our room. Most of us chose a whipping, as it was over soon enough and you could go back out and play right away. One time a handful of friends and I were discussing the very subject and only one of the guys said that he chose being sent to his room. The other fellas and I looked at him sideways and asked why in hell he'd choose that. He said, "Cuz you can go up in yr room and think about pussy." We agreed that was a fine reason indeed."


Tonight - Elixir SF.

AC says, "Though (the choice of this venue is) against my better judgement, as part of SF "Cocktail Week", Elixir is hosting vodka tasting - featuring Swan's Neck Vodka 7p-9p." Can't be all that bad.


bye-ee!
whrr ... clik!