While listening to Paul Simon, he turned it up and said, "This almost makes me wish I had rhythm." We also listened to a Mitch Hedberg stand-up CD. He enjoyed that as well.
Driving past a bus stop on Western Ave...
Dad: She must be a detective.
Me: That one in the leather jacket?
Dad: Yeah. She's wearing heels. All the female detectives on TV wear heels.
When we got to St. Louis, we went to O'Connell's to eat. I have to say this way the perfect ending to our 10 months together. Sitting in a big wooden booth at my favorite bar in St. Louis, drinking beer and eating burgers with my dad.
Now, I think I may have to start a blog about all the crazy shit my mom says to me on the phone. She had a great line this weekend.