not enough Pearl Cream...

because apparently, to kyky, i'm well over 100 years old...


"daddy?"

"yup..."

"when you were a kid, did you have TV?"

"uuhhh...yeah..."

"was it in color?!?!?!?"

(chimes in Jane)

"did the movies have sound?"

thanks honey....

i stop and look at a Ford Pinto in the Safeway parking lot...

"hey, kyleigh... that's what your Uncle Dennis used to drive when Daddy was your age."

"dad?"

"yeah?"

"are those the kind of cars that were around in the olden days?"

"olden days?"

"yeah... the 1800's..."

come to find out that was what they were learning in school for Ancestor Day...

oh, and "our" Ancestors apparently wore bandanas, plaid shirts and square danced.

no kyky, our ancestors wore funny clothes, shoes made out of cloth and built the White Man's railroads... all for free...

and opened up laundry services and Hof Brau's...

in return? they got us hooked on opium and took our best island and seaport away from us... but we got it back a few years ago.

i guess that's a better deal than the Native American's got...