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Tuesday, August 30, 2011

My dad is funny too


HAHAHA! A pig called Maurice! Nice one, Big K.

You know readers my dad and K's dad, Big K, are pretty opposite. My dad is lean, a man of words and numbers. Though he does enjoy watching the footy sometimes and giving me a hard time because Collingwood are now better than Geelong. He also enjoys beer. But in many (most) ways our dads are pretty different. They are friends though. (It's true. Our parents go on double dates.)

Anyway my dad totally exemplified himself this weekend too.

On Saturday I mentioned to Mum that I had tried to buy the book Freedom but I guess everyone in Melbourne had the same idea because I could not find it (in the one bookshop I tried). On Sunday Mum and Dad went to see Jonathan Franzen talk and afterwards got a copy of Freedom signed for me. (Isn't that nice?)

I don't know if you guys know much about Franzen but he is very charming and affable.

Apparently during his talk on Sunday he had misquoted Goering, saying "When I hear the word culture I reach for my revolver." But apparently the quote is "...I reach for my Browning." This is much cleverer and funnier of course because Browning is not only the name of a gun but also a poet. My dad knows all the quotes, you see. He knows all the stuff. So while getting the book signed Dad took the opportunity to tell Jonathan Franzen of the proper quote. Oh my God, Dad. He's Jonathan Franzen. Let him say what he wants! (But because he is so charming and affable Franzen was a total mensch about it.)

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