| L. Vordark ( @ 2008-06-22 11:47:00 |
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Oddity
For some reason, yet to be revealed, my father is now out in the driveway being interviewed by a television news crew. He went out to take a brief walk and came back with them in tow, and only had time to tell my mother "I'm going to be interviewed for television" before things got underway.
So, we're all kind of sitting here wondering what's up. I'm hiding in my apartment and smoking in the hallway (as opposed to the porch) so as not to inadvertently wind up on television myself.
EDIT: On second thought, I wish I still had some of my greasepaint. I'd make myself up like Captain Spaulding and go out onto my porch naked. Because if anything needs to be on television, it's that.