Sneaking Online at Work...

My mother just called me and told me that she and my father are driving up tonight to pick up caphricacorn. I told her flatly no. She can't have Cappy back. We just got her. She can come visit, but the kid stays.

Looks like I've staved off the parents until Friday. When Mom called Cappy before me to tell her she was coming home tonight, Cappy protested mightily that we have a bunch of plans for tonight and tomorrow. And we do - we just haven't figured out what those plans are yet.

I think tonight we go out for sushi and then I'll finish that Brian/Justin "I can't believe I am such a freaking sap" vid that I have to finish so I can start on my stuff for VVC. Then tomorrow night drdawn has a date with this French guy that is supposed to teach her to tango. That leaves me and Cappy free to get takeout and work on Mission Temple Fireworks Stand. I'm also gonna teach Cappy how to clip for my vid files tonight and set her to work on re-clipping the vids that I am recutting for VVC. See - there *are* plans and important work for this child at my home. My mother will just have to get used to an empty house. Perhaps another puppy? Unfortunately Band Camp starts on Monday so she has to go back this weekend. Damn extracurricular activities. In my day we went to school and then we came home and we liked it!

Sushi and Boys...

So tonight at dinner drdawn informs me and Cappy that she has yet another date tonight. Not with the Frenchman - no, that is tomorrow. Tonight the guy coming over is a dude she met at The Atomic Cafe this weekend. At some point she mentions that he is twenty.

Me: He is not twenty.

Dawn and Cappy laugh.

Me: He's twenty?

Dawn: Well, I didn't know it at the time. I mean he was in a bar so I assumed he was at least twenty-one.

I look at Dawn. Take a bite of dragon roll. Wait a beat.

Me: So what time is the twink coming over?

Later on Dawn starts freaking out because she can't find her license.

Me: Don't worry - ya'll can't go anywhere he might be carded anyway.

Dawn: Shut up. I'm glad you find this entertaining.

Me: Oh it is highly entertaining in that trashy, Jenny Jones sorta way. Don't think for a second that the twink is gonna sit around and drink my beer tonight. That would be contributing to the delinquency of a minor.

Cue gales of laughter from me and Cappy.

Me: Oh - I bought some root beer in the bottle for Cappy today. He can drink that!

He thinks Dawn is 28. That makes me 25. I can live with that.