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Grandpa Day; Part Duex



Most sequels stink. Empire Strikes Back; Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom; Clerks 2 (still funny, just not up to the first)...

Today, Ian says, "today is a great day!" to which I ask why and he says, "today is grandpa day!". Just like Reagan, Ian will be spending one day a week (well over the maximum Grandpa dosage, to be sure) with the crazy man. A good thing? Sure.

Reagan and my Dad got to bond back in her Grandpa Days. I would have loved to have one day to be spoiled by someone who does not have to fear the consequences (those who know my dad well will be laughing hysterically now as he is not the spoiler type; in fact, it is doubtful he'll even remember to feed Ian).

As is tradition, Day one of grandpa day involves a trip to where else? The casino. I kid you not. All right, it is the Indian Musuem at the casino that is interesting for adults. We'll see what Ian thinks.

I suspect Grandpa is going to need a nap at several points during the day. Hopefully, Ian doesn't mind driving...

Comments

Anonymous said…
Empire Stinks? Are you kidding me? That was the best of the 6.

If you do not like Empire, you probably like the cutsy little Ewoks and the blubbering bafoon Jar-Jar.

Noj nOj noJ
5:15 PM
The Big Melon said…
Oh here we go. It figures you would like empire. Empire was confused, messy, Mark Hamil had become hooked on a whole lot more than phonics. Just not a pretty sight.

What was the whole deal about luke seeing his own face under the slain Vaders face? Creepy.

The first one is always the best. You can quote me on that.
7:09 PM
The Big Melon said…
Ohh, and one more thing, Ewoks rock!!! And you know it.
7:10 PM
Anonymous said…
What is not to love? Han goes on Ice, Luke loses Lea, Luke loses his hand and the bad guys win. The anti-Hollywood ending. Perfect.

Noj nOj noJ
1:06 PM
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