Wednesday, June 18

i love my dad. he doesn't know what pc means. probably can't comprehend the concept. he also has no fear, no inhibitions. when dad, mom, dave and i took a cab to the lincoln center for jimmy's graduation, my dad of course took the front seat.

and proceeded to chat it up with the driver.

my dad: "SO.. YOU FROM AFRICA?" (i almost choked and died from this very first line. i get my great sense of tact from my dad)

driver:"yea!" (whoa. lucky lucky lucky, dad!)

dad: "i AM KOREANO!"

driver: "really?"

dad: "ARE YOU CHRISTIAN?" (what the? my dad belongs to the in-your-face evangelism group of christians)

driver: "yeah, i am!" (i was open mouthed at this point. does my dad have mysterious powers? turns out, the radio was playing a weird funky style of music which i wasn't paying attention to, since it was so unfamiliar, but it was CHRISTIAN, which my astute dad picked up on right away, despite his limited english)

then the two proceeded to chat it up, like they were best friends, until we got to the lincoln center. the whole ride, i was in the back, scrunched low, snickering, punching david, who kept on whispering harshly to me, "what's your problem? stop that!"

anyway, my parents have been on a trip to yellowstone, utah, wyoming, idaho, etc, etc. the following is a real life chat btwn my dad and jimmy:
my dad: "UTAH IS THE REAL AMERICA."

jimmy: "oh? why is that?"

dad: "THERE ARE ALMOST NO BLACK PEOPLE THERE." (my PC dad)

but here's the kicker.
jimmy: "but aren't there a lot of mormons in utah?"

dad: "YES. I ASKED ONE OF THEM, 'DO YOU MORMONS STILL HAVE MANY WIVES?'"

oh man. does life get better than this?


yakob at 1:08 AM

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