Oh England in the '60s

The last art project I did was drawing a jam jar in high school. This teacher who was a well-renowned art teacher said, “Whitlock! You have butchered the paper!” My only claim to fame after that was in Uncle Malcolm’s woodwork class.

She has expensive taste...

...lobster and all.

It's chedder if you're wondering

"Jax, I don't use cheese on the weekend!"

Cell Phone Confusions

My 64-year-old father just received his first cell phone a few weeks ago. It's one of those flip phones that come free with a new line, and has an enormous "911" button on the top... They must have known he was getting old. But I digress...

I'm sitting on the couch in my living room trying to recover from my tonsillectomy and I receive a phone call... from my dad... from our kitchen... two rooms away. He didn't even know the phone was on. Oh technology.

Tea towel!

Whilst washing my hands in the kitchen, the following transpired:

Dad: Dry your hands with the towel!
Me: This is a towel?!
Dad: No! That's a TEA towel.
Me: What's the difference Dad?
Dad: Oh come on. Note the size and weight. THAT is a tea towel. You are old enough to appreciate the difference.

I suppose I am old enough...