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Sunday, June 20, 2004 · posted at 9:15 PM

Author's Note: This entry best read while listening to Bob Carlisle’s “Butterfly Kisses.” Just kidding. But seriously, you could probably make maple syrup from this sap.
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He’s a transponster! For Father’s Day in second grade, we wrote essays about our dads and pasted them onto construction paper shirts. I think mine said something like this:

My dad wears a tie to work every morning. Sometimes he wears a vest over his shirt and tie. My dad’s office has a window. He keeps crackers in his desk drawer.

Sadly, some 15 odd years later, I’m not sure I could come up with anything more descriptive.

He’s colorblind. He wrote a dissertation for a Ph.D. in geology. He’s the comedian at work. He can slice the ball when he plays ping pong. He has an incredible memory; he walks into the room, watches three seconds of a tv show and declares that I’ve seen it already (and I have). He says “I lub jew” and “I miiiiiiissed you” when I come home for the weekend. And he can still lift me up and spin me around even though I’m taller than him now.

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	Sunday, June 20, 2004 · posted at 9:15 PM Author's Note: This entry best read while listening to Bob Carlisle’s “Butterfly Kisses.” Just kidding. But seriously, you could probably make maple syrup from this sap. _______________ He’s a transponster! For Father’s Day in second grade, we wrote essays about our dads and pasted them onto construction paper shirts. I think mine said something like this: My dad wears a tie to work every morning. Sometimes he wears a vest over his shirt and tie. My dad’s office has a window. He keeps crackers in his desk drawer. Sadly, some 15 odd years later, I’m not sure I could come up with anything more descriptive. He’s colorblind. He wrote a dissertation for a Ph.D. in geology. He’s the comedian at work. He can slice the ball when he plays ping pong. He has an incredible memory; he walks into the room, watches three seconds of a tv show and declares that I’ve seen it already (and I have). He says “I lub jew” and “I miiiiiiissed you” when I come home for the weekend. And he can still lift me up and spin me around even though I’m taller than him now.	Recent Posts Lobster for all. One of the most important lesson... Saved by the bell. My boss asked me today if I pl... Super Size Me. My body must hate me by now. I dra... To infinity and beyond. May, who introduces me to ... There's something of the mudslide about you. You ... I am a writer. I want to be a published writer. ... Disclaimer: I am not a basketball expert. The las... Swiss cheesed. I feel myself getting dumber. Elo... Ears closed shut. I found the most heinous misspe... Prozac nation. Garden State, Zach Braff's Reality ... Morning news babie goose ryan bluemouse daves son dawntaught desiree diorama emily escadawg galveric high entropy invisible cube jepgato kyellow lilly mhuang mogbert nudream starfish + coffee verbivore Archives March 2004 April 2004 May 2004 June 2004 July 2004 August 2004 September 2004 October 2004 November 2004 December 2004 January 2005 February 2005 March 2005 April 2005 May 2005 June 2005 July 2005 August 2005 September 2005 October 2005 November 2005 December 2005 January 2006 February 2006 March 2006 April 2006 May 2006 June 2006 July 2006 August 2006 September 2006 October 2006 November 2006 January 2007 March 2007 April 2007 November 2008

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