I'm just sayin'
Mar. 14th, 2006 02:24 pmYou have not known a surreal experience until you try to have a conversation with your mother and your technophobic, mentally wandering, Ass. of God grandmother via webcam.
Grandma: Do you have contacts now? Your eyes look really, really blue.
Me: It's the Spice intake, it...
Mom (cutting me off): It's just the monitor, Mom. Don't worry about it.
Grandma: Spice? What does that...
Mom (cutting Grandma off): Don't worry about it, Mom.
*later, after I have sent them a sample of Super Roommate J's photography work, which involved our drafting chair and some stalks of wheat*
Grandma: Is he an Indian?
Me: I don't think so, no.
Grandma: What nationality is he?
Me: Chunky white boy?
Mom: Why did you think he was an Indian?
Grandma: Does he eat a lot of pancakes?
Me: Um.... not especially?
Grandma: Is he from Macon, Georgia?
Me: No, he's from here. Why do you ask?
Grandma: Well, I just thought... (trails off)
*I send another file, in which a pipe turns into Nanashi the corn snake*
Grandma (triumphantly): Now I know he's from Georgia!
Mom (in a soothing tone): Mom, why don't you come sit down over here. *Featherynscale*'s going to show us her cat. *Featherynscale*, go find your cat and show him to us.
Me: *Blinky?*
Can anyone elucidate that last conversation for me, or is Grandma just losing it?
Grandma: Do you have contacts now? Your eyes look really, really blue.
Me: It's the Spice intake, it...
Mom (cutting me off): It's just the monitor, Mom. Don't worry about it.
Grandma: Spice? What does that...
Mom (cutting Grandma off): Don't worry about it, Mom.
*later, after I have sent them a sample of Super Roommate J's photography work, which involved our drafting chair and some stalks of wheat*
Grandma: Is he an Indian?
Me: I don't think so, no.
Grandma: What nationality is he?
Me: Chunky white boy?
Mom: Why did you think he was an Indian?
Grandma: Does he eat a lot of pancakes?
Me: Um.... not especially?
Grandma: Is he from Macon, Georgia?
Me: No, he's from here. Why do you ask?
Grandma: Well, I just thought... (trails off)
*I send another file, in which a pipe turns into Nanashi the corn snake*
Grandma (triumphantly): Now I know he's from Georgia!
Mom (in a soothing tone): Mom, why don't you come sit down over here. *Featherynscale*'s going to show us her cat. *Featherynscale*, go find your cat and show him to us.
Me: *Blinky?*
Can anyone elucidate that last conversation for me, or is Grandma just losing it?
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Date: 2006-03-14 08:41 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2006-03-14 08:41 pm (UTC)However, kudos for the quick Dune reference! I love those books.
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Date: 2006-03-14 08:47 pm (UTC)If I hadn't been cut off by Mom, the next thing out of my mouth was more than likely going to have been something about worm-riding. It's the way my brain works sometimes. :)
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Date: 2006-03-14 09:03 pm (UTC)Hee! I just watched that, too :)
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Date: 2006-03-14 09:13 pm (UTC)Only my brother would get that reference in my family. *sigh*
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Date: 2006-03-14 10:47 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-03-14 09:55 pm (UTC)Spice
Date: 2006-03-14 10:37 pm (UTC)Re: Spice
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Date: 2006-03-14 11:45 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-03-16 07:57 pm (UTC)So either she's crazy, or she's really on to something.
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Date: 2006-03-16 08:03 pm (UTC)Y'know...
Date: 2006-03-16 08:50 pm (UTC)Re: Y'know...
Date: 2006-03-16 08:58 pm (UTC)Re: Y'know...
Date: 2006-03-16 09:13 pm (UTC)