pkondz
Oh dear, I've got the silly thing in reverse
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Gastown!
You should be right at home.
Hey!
Well.... yeah.
But that would apply to every Dad out there.
Really? What kind of crappy broom is that?
Geez. Get a vacuum at least.
Well tough…
The animals are still expecting to get paid.
Rotten little varmints.
Never regarded it in the first place…
I know better.
Smart.
or not.
Is that a one story privy or the two story deluxe model?

We just have a regular ol' one story.
But we rent out the basement.
Well. It’s certainly not…
I asked you not to tell me that.
A straight line or plane that touches a curve or curved surface at a point, but if extended does not cross it at that point.
That’s the concept we’re ruminating at this juncture; the abstraction being pondered, as it were.
In other words, it’s the point when everything basically goes flying off the rails.
That last moment of contact with the previous reality and the instance where what was and what could be would collide were it possible for them to do so. Here’s a good demonstration of the notion…
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See… it presents one with a new perspective… a “fresh challenge”. Of course the way in which we choose to deal with these new realities is completely subject to one’s own propensity to interpret the facts at hand. So each experience is relative as well.
And speaking of relative, it’s entirely possible that relativity isn’t quite as subjective as we think, and maybe it isn’t even applicable to this dissertation.
Maybe we need to test that theory as well…
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Oh my bad, it seems that it is relative…
Good thing our scientists encountered that tangent or we might still be discussing these theoretical process and might never actually get back around to the telling of the story. And that would be a worrisome thing because it would mean that I’d gotten you off on another tangent again and I’d hate to have to bear the responsibility for such a potentially disastrous occurance.
Ok… I’m done here. You can carry on.
Oh wait!
“Tangent”.
There now I’m done.
For now…
I think...
That was well done. <slow clap>
I missed that…
But I’m not certain where you might be lurking out there on The Book of the Face.
I’ve a suspicion, but no confirmation.
Not a secret. But it is dull.
Oh good, I can catch up with everyone else, then.
Just for you.
Wait…
You brought lasagna…
And you didn’t being enough for all of us!
I did too! It was sitting there on the counter
for anyone who wanted some.
Sheesh.
Next you'll ask me to hand feed you.
And buddy, you ain't pretty enough for that.
Side note?
Would this qualify as another one of them there tangent type thingies?
Nope. Sidebar.
Can't see the photo,
but I believe you tried to post this one?

Oh look!
Another one of those – what’ch ya’ call ‘em – dang, the word is right on the tip of my tongue.
Intermissions?
We know…
Weren't we all...
We know…
Feel free to hesitate a little bit before agreeing so readily.
This is almost like a Bonus Feature, then.
Sure. Let's call it a bonus
instead of a punishment.
Sounds similar in concept to what in my house is referred to as “Fake Parm”.
I can picture it already.
And this sound’s mysteriously like a teen.

We never figured you for someone that would actually grow up, so this checks out as well.
Why grow up?
Nice little bit of clarification, there.
A bit like the disclaimers tagged onto the end of a pharmaceutical advertisement.
Or like the tag on a matress?
Do not pull one of those off!
They watch for that.
I love your stories…
Each one of is better than the next.
Flattery will get you zero points this round.
Were you not paying attention?
The girlz got skilz.
Unfortunately...
Yep…
Band Clothes and chicken spaghetti aren’t particularly compatible.
Come to think of it, I believe that band clothes are actually an attractive force for chicken spaghetti. It’s one of Earth’s more fascinating natural occurrences.
This is a truism.
That's why I won't allow her to wear her band clothes until the very last second.
I'm still going to assume that something bad will happen.
Waiting?
Son, let’s be clear hear. Those dishes were mocking you.
Dang. That's good.
It’s another one of those relativity type of things…
Maybe we should test that one farther as well.
I’ll turn it over to our crack theory testing duo.
Let me know how it turns out.
Although I suspect I already know the answer.
washing dishes, I do believe
Oh. Thanks.
And hopefully they won’t be covered in tomato sauce.
Some things I don't expect.
And that would be one of them.
Of course...
Kids – Casino – it’s a natural fit.
Just ask the cruising industry.

You say short straw, maybe she was thinkin’: yeah, but I don’t gott’a share with anybody.
Nope. Stay tuned.
Well just look who’s running this ramshackle outfit…
No wonder the plane ain’t there yet.
Hey. My airline has never had a late flight.
Your own fault there…
you should have known better
Never come between a girl and her cookie.
Wrong answer…
Shouldn’t have been subjecting family to such.
The strangers were foolish enough to get on the plane in the first place.
That's exactly what I thought!
(I strongly suspect it was Ruby's way of saying
"You deal with them. I'm going to relax.)
You sure about that…
You’re missing a fine opportunity to go off on a tangent, here.
It just didn't fit, there.
Not relatives of Jack Hanna, I hope.
Things could get very interesting very quickly.
Good video. I was really hoping that cat would take off.
He was showing all the signs.
Also known as: Making an “S” out of yourself.
I excel at that.
Sound’s perfectly reasonable to me.
Of course it does.
I know of what I speak.
It’s all just a distraction anyway.
While you’re grumbling about that stuff, you forget to complain about the prices required to obtain a bag of stale peanuts
Which you can't open.
Make the plane out of that material
and everyone lives.
…or in school.
Thank you!
Glad to see someone caught that.
At least that’s what the members of Brownsville Station would have us believe.
(or Motley Crue for you younger folks that had no clue they were covering an older tune)
Yep.
Reminds me of when I was in Cornwall on course back in 1990.
I was playing Aerosmith's "Walk This Way" and one of our younger
classmates pipes up. "Oh! They did a cover of Run DMC's song!"

And that brings up another point…
It seems that the lyric of that tune was the result of “everybody's gettin' on your case, from your teacher all the way down to your best girlfriend”
“Best Girlfriend”?
What, he had bunches of them?
Kind’a like your harem, I suppose.
Or was it a comparison over time.
Just imagine what his “case” would’a looked like when his worst girlfriend took to stompen’ on it.
I just wonder what kind of vice he’d have turned to in that moment.
That might have made for a rather different song, now wouldn’t it?
I'm gonna go with.... harem.
I'm willing to let others have one.
Just not any of mine.
Sorry, what were you talking about?
At this point, does it really matter?
Oh, riiiiiight…
That’s it.
Well then you might as well light one up.
Nope. Those things cause cancer.
I don't want to get that just before I die.
The sharks have better agents.
I knew it.
The nerve!
Were this Disney, then they just say:
“por favor mantengase alejado de las puertas”,
and be done with it.
It doesn't work that way up here.
That was written into the fine print of that VIP-Bus package you purchased a while back.
It’s one of the off sets they use to defray the costs.
At least Ruby could watch whatever Jack Hanna’s grandkids were watching.
Darned fine print.
But I must also note at this point that apparently it’s been a looooong while since I’ve last flown on an airplane, because I can’t say as I’ve ever seen where every seat had its own screen in the first place.
I remember that there was one overhead for about every five rows.
And that it didn’t work either.
That… I remember.
I remember those.
I also remember when they showed one movie.
On a screen.
At the front of the plane.
Well, not at the time
But most certainly later on as you were regaling us with the blow by blow details in some other venue like – say – a TR or some other such atrocity.
I always look out for those moments.
Such as the highlight/lowlight of this trip.
It’s all right…
For the most part, we’re all parents ‘round these parts.
You can speak the truth.

Ooooooo…. Hasenpfeffer!
Never had it.
Want it.
What Bugs Bunny watching kid wouldn't???
Good grief man. Did you not see my avatar?!?!?
Good, then you might not have to worry about her and boyfriends for a while yet.
Fingers crossed.
Almost certainly in vain.
I think this situation absolutely requires a really futile and stupid gesture be done on somebody's part.
And you’re just the guy to do it.
I am nothing if not skilled in the art of futility and stupidity.
Barf Chute?
Nice… I like that one.
Patent pending...
And a direct cousin of the of the Fake-o-Rail
Yep. That's the one.
Now there’s a handy bit of information to have.
Best not be sharing that trick with too many others though…
You wouldn’t want the Airport bean counters to figure it out.
Too late…
So. Close.
Was it anything like the scene back there at the airport baggage-go-round?
Pretty much.
Oh, I see it was actually the adults that were acting like yard-apes that time.
Human mayhem seems to be a reoccurring theme for you in Vancouver.
I like to keep a common theme.
Now that makes up for a lot of the days challenges.
Oh yes.

Really…
You just gonn’a leave it there?
In an update dedicated to the proposition that there is no side trip too small or insignificant to be a factor in dissuading you from offering up an additional six paragraph elaboration, you’re just gonn’a leave it at that?
Diabolical, sir…
Truly diabolical.
All you have to do is ask.
Something which I note you have not done.
Oh sure…
You’ll interrupt the story to head off down that rabbit hole, but…
But…
Hummm… Rabbit… hasenfef…
Errr….
Wait, what were you talking about?
Dunno. Hungry.
Noodles?
Are you sure that was it?
Well, Ok… sounds tasty, actually.
Hungrier.
Blatant foreshadowing, eh?
Just a reminder.
I didn't leave you hanging too long.
Tol-dja…
I knew you’d be at home in that town.
What can I say.
I'm a dude.
Ergo, disgusting.
Nooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!
Yes.
Yes
Need’s to be something semi-recent and probably not R rated…
Oh, and just maybe something Disney…
Inside Out
Timmy’s!!!!
Well I just hope you chose a different airline for the rest of the trip.
And that’s all I’ve got to say about that.
Hummm, trying to remember what she dislikes.
Seafood, perchance?
Noted.