Conversations with my step-dad

Sent at 1:00 PM on Monday
me:  I’m bored.
Joseph:  I’m reading “The Wasteland.”  Death and destruction and lots of whining.  I do so love my job.
me:  Sounds fun. I just called the stupid state of Ohio to find out what I owed for my ridiculous speeding ticket.
Joseph:  They didn’t tell you on the ticket?
me:  No. He said I had to call. They’re fancy over in Boardman
Joseph:  I’m not sure “fancy” is the word I’d use.  Sounds more like they want to be pains in the asses.
me:  What pisses me off the most is that I was coming from a police officer’s wedding. Don’t they have loyalties to that? He’s my brother in law, now. I’m related to a police officer. I should be exempt from that stuff. The only upside to my ticket was that he wrote my weight in (since you know they aren’t on our licenses) as 120. He’s either delusional, in need of glasses or well trained.
Joseph:  Well, they have to know that first.  I’m not sure they can just sniff and smell a cop’s relative.  Ya know, if you’re going to get a speeding ticket, at least get one in some place more interesting than Ohio.
me:  And I was only going 75 in a 65! I never even got to go for the gusto. He asked me where I was going and I said I just came from a wedding where my new brother in law is a cop and he STILL didn’t care. And Claire’s in the backseat saying, “Thank you for your service, police officer!”
Joseph:  Leave it to you to get a ticket from an ethical cop. And 75?  Geez, that’s the prevailing speed in most places–he must have been in a pissy mood. And I bet that on some level Claire knew she was messing with your head.  I’m teaching her well.
me:  That’s what I get for teaching my kid kindness. From now on I’ll teach her to stomp on people’s toes. Starting with yours. Hey, did you hear?
Joseph:  Hear what?
me:  About the Phillies.
Joseph:  Don’t go there. If you do, I may have to ask have you heard about the Vikings.
me:  I hate the Vikings.
Joseph:  Yeah, Favre really needs to retire.  He and Roethlisberger can start a pimping service for professional athletes.
me:  Oooh. Smart idea!
Joseph:  To be fair, Favre claims it wasn’t his junk in the photos. Like I really needed to know that.  Now you know why I read things like The Wasteland.
me:  I mean, own up to your manhood! However, I heard it wasn’t too impressive.
Joseph:  Didn’t really need to know that either.  There’s really not much I need to know–I just want to watch TV.
me:  Perhaps it’s too much tv you’re watching?
Joseph:  Never.  Blasphemy.  They used to burn people at the stake for saying things like that.
me:  I miss 24. Life isn’t the same since Jack Bower signed a movie deal.
Joseph:  Any idea when the movie’s coming out?
me:  According to IMDB it’s due out in 2012. And I expect 24 movies or 24 hours.
Joseph:  You do have high expectations.  Wouldn’t Kiefer Sutherland be, like, 80 by the time #10 came out?
me:  He’s like the new Chuck Norris.
Joseph:  I saw the most recent Indiana Jones movie with Harrison Ford, who I think is in his 60s.  It was painful to watch.  And isn’t Chuck Norris dead or comatose or something, or is that just his acting technique I’m thinking of?
me: Chuck Norris died 20 years ago, Death just hasn’t built up the courage to tell him yet.
Joseph:  Send him an email.  Or text him. U r ded c u n hel.
me:  Apparently he’s a good Christian boy who stands for everything I’m against. Mom made me Wikipedia him.
Joseph:  Sounds like most of my voting choices this year.  Just once, I’d like a candidate who’s not ashamed to say “elect me because I’m a whole lot smarter than you.”
me:  Ha! Alright. It’s time for me to do something productive. I’m going to eat one of the doughnut muffins I made yesterday. With milk.
Joseph:  That’s a definition of productive I can appreciate.  Unfortunately, I still have to muck my way through The Wasteland. You’d think I’d know better by now.  But I don’t.

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Posted on October 25, 2010, in Cassie. Bookmark the permalink. 12 Comments.

  1. There is no such thing as a vicious circle because Chuck Norris roundhouse kicked it into a rhombus.

  2. What do you mean–“stupid state of Ohio”?

    • Yes, I know. You’re from that state. So is Bluz Dude. I do it to irk him, but mostly, I’m upset the fact that the cop only pulled me over simply because I was from PA. A mere 10 miles from the state line…I’m bitter, you know.

  3. I’m from PITTSBURGH, dammit. I just lived in Ohio, that’s all.

    Chuck Norris doesn’t dance; he roundhouse kicks to the beat.

  4. How great a Christmas present is Ben gonna give Brett Favre? What a gift to have a two-year-old sexting scandal hit the week Ben comes back. Nobody–and I mean nobody–was talking about Ben except for how he played. Plus, I hear the texts prove that Brett is very good at 3rd and short! Ba-da-boom!!

  5. Okay, let’s leave Ben alone since he served his time and is playing pretty well. Now Favre, that’s a different story. He needs to stop playing the drama queen and retire once and for all, then he could send those LITTLE pictures all day long. Just be glad we are not in Dallas where they have the most beautiful stadium and the most wretched team. Um, well…there are those Pittsburgh Pirates….

  6. I love you, don’t care about Ben or Favre, I think it’s awesome you can chat with your FIL, donut muffins sound AWESOME, and I’d like an example of cookies too, please.

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