Meanwhile

This is pretty cool.

So my dad's visiting, which means light blogging on my end for a couple days while Dad tells me about the meth lab across the street from his house, where Pseudonymous Kid will be for the next two weeks (greaaaat) and his various gardening projects and whatever else pops into his head. We've already discussed religion (he gave me a dirty look when I explained to PK that intercessions are prayers that "people who believe in god" make, as a clarification to Dad's explanation that they're just "asking for help) and politics (where we're more or less on the same page). I've gotten irritated by his insisting on second-guessing my garden plans, and he's gotten irritated by my correcting his mispronunciation of "melamine" ("melmac"? Turns out that Melmac was a brand name a jillion years ago).

So you know, par for the course for your average parental visit.