Monday, April 28, 2008
my dad.
i called him today. he and my mom are camping on the snake river. by way of making conversation, i mentioned that i spent yesterday at the festival of books. i told him how nice it was to walk around in the sun and watch the kids, and that i got kettle corn. and he spontaneously waxed rhapsodic about how much he loves kettle corn, and i loved him so much in that moment that i thought it might come out my nose.
