over the holidays, on the phone:
mom: sorry i missed your call earlier.
bro: that's ok, no big deal. just wanted to see what you and dad have been up to.
mom: well, we were out in the yard when you called.
bro: what? what's there to garden in the middle of winter?
mom: nothing, i was trying to collect as many small stones as possible.
bro: what do you guys need rocks for?
mom: why, so your dad can use them as ammo for his slingshot to keep the squirrels away from the birdfeeders in the backyard.
bro: wow. ok.
so the transcript is dramatized but the sentiment is true, as reported by both my mom and my brother. and just in case you didn't believe me, here is the proof:
now i'm off to see if my parents have a cabinet full of paintball guns tucked away in the garage or something. jesus.
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