my own worst enemy

Teach your parents well

Monday, August 21, 2006

To continue our adventure backwards in time, we now continue with "Parentesque II: better than Parentesque I". I can assure you now that, while I thought my parents' visit was awesome, this tale will not be as exciting or hilarious as Strong Bad's "Dangeresque" series. But on with the story!

It was a beautiful summer day in Southern California when the wheels of the airplane carrying my parents squealed on the tarmac of the LAX runway. The clear skies and sunshine made sure it was warm, but the briny Pacific breeze ensured it wasn't too hot. You might even say the temperature was just right. But then you would be Goldilocks, and I would punch you in the face. Needless to say, after 2 straight weeks of near 100 degree temperatures and high humidity, the parents were thoroughly pleased.

And now, for the sake of saving time so I can go to bed sooner, I'm going to abandon the storybook format of this post. Onward!

Parents arrived on that Wednesday night, but unfortunately I had to work through the week. Each night, though, we met up and had some sort of delicious dinner at the various dining establishments in downtown El Segundo. Thursday night I treated them both to a show at the Hollywood Bowl, where we heard a wonderful performance of Gustav Holst's The Planets, which just so happens to be one of my favorite symphonies. Friday night was more low key; merely a chill visit to the local bookstore where Mom looked for a new knitting book and dad looked at photography books. Why not travel 2000 miles to do something you can do at home? Because your doing that something with your son, that's why. Shut yer big yapper.

Saturday we made up for the lack-lust performance the night before by driving down to Whale's Vagina. I mean, San Diego. Three and a half hours later, we arrived. Let me tell you, LA drivers have nothing on San Diego drivers. They suck. Anyhow, we made our way to Point Loma to check out the lighthouse that protects the harbor. We used to always check out lighthouses while on vacations on the east coast, so it was definitely very cool. If my dad ever uploads the pictures from his camera, I'll post them. Next, we made our way over to Coronado, which requires driving over a very large bridge. My mom gets freaked out by big bridges. Good times. Walked around the town, saw a wedding on the beach, got some dinner on the harbor, drove home. Good day.

Sunday I had a concert with my community band and I even had a solo! Parents came and got to see me perform, just like old times. Then we went to NDCLA Young Alum dorm mass where we constituted 20% of the attendees. Add Pangle to the mix and we push up to 25%. Way to show up for God, Irish alums!

Monday was BBQ and game night, with tasty steaks and corn on the cob followed by an intense game of Scrabble. Booter trailed up until the last second when he pulled out a double "FA" on a bouble-word score square. Wanker. Tuesday night we grilled out again; this time it's delicious pork chops. Follow it up with some hanging out and you have a pretty good end to the visit.

And so ends this tail. Now it is time for your humble narrator to go to sleep.

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