daughter: your pedicure guy looked like he was going to kiss your leg?
little tobin: oh I think he was just nodding off a bit.
daughter: but he was serenading you too…
little tobin: yeah he does that every time.
daughter: but that’s creepy!
little tobin: hey I have no problem with it.
retirement career options we have ruled out while watching a marathon of HOMELAND:
1. war hero (kinda obvious)
2. celebrity (we like our privacy)
3. CIA agent (much too stressful, not enough sleep or proper nutrition)
4. pavement layer (re-paving road while we were watching, way to noisy for our delicate ears)
(tucked away in tibbits forest)
i like to call it the Man OF Steel… the bartender didn’t seem to find it amusing.
(his name was spoon, you would have assumed he had a sense of humor)
daughter: they still have tractor pulls?
little tobin: oh yeah of course, people are obsessed with their tractors.
daughter: are you kidding me? do they pull the tractor or do the tractors pull things?
little tobin: oh who the hell knows. want to join? i have the muscles, you can drive.
daughter: ummm no, i’ll pass.
little tobin: come on, we could do it. feel my muscle?
daughter: i’m not going to feel your muscle, stoopppp.
little tobin: (continuing to flex) this could totally pull a tractor – well a small one, well maybe a mower, a push mower.
daughter: ahhhhhhhh grrrrrrr
little tobin: why are you so mad at the car radio?
daughter: the music is horrible on these stations,
they are still playing rick astley on the top 40!
little tobin: isn’t that the cute redhead grandma used to love?
daughter: yeah him.
little tobin: awwee she loved him, she’d be happy to hear him on the radio.
daughter: yeah exactly, grandma – (who passed away 10 years ago) – would be happy.
daughter: you up for a play at bascom lodge on sunday?
little tobin: at mt. greylock – yes, sunday perfection.
(an amazing performance by Main Street Stage – http://www.facebook.com/pages/Main-Street-Stage/21365780782)
(little tobin and i were offered a job working the window at this ice cream shoppe)
daughter: that would be hysterical if we did it.
little tobin: no way! we would eat away the profits.
(due to imminent weight gain, we turned down the kind offer)
(prior to movie)
little tobin: i’m going to stop for candy before the movie – it’s highway robbery at the theater.
daughter: you know they check bags.
little tobin: oh no way are they checking my bag – i’ll shove the candy in my pants,
throw my hands in the air and just yell “who owns this joint!”
daughter: oh god, i’m going in first.
(after the movie)
daughter: the lady next to me thought that was the best movie she has ever seen.
little tobin: she obviously does not get out often.
Opening of “Call me Melville” – uncle had a piece in the show.
http://www.ruralintelligence.com/index.php/parties_section/parties_articles_parties/
little tobin: who the heck took that picture?
daughter: the lady who asked if she could take our picture.
words of wisdom from little tobin as i was leaving for my first day teaching 10th & 11th graders graphic design:
little tobin: hey if you don’t like a kid, don’t tell them, ok? i know you.
daughter: i wouldn’t do that!
little tobin: well if you say so, gosh i sure do hope they like you,
at least you all have acne in common.
daughter: thanks mom.
(i survived the first day, barely. i am teaching a graphic design class on the computer, emphasis on computer –
i walked in and was told all the computers were down for the day)
little tobin & daughter 