I'm just sayin'

[featherynscale]

You 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?

Comments

[tsninja.livejournal.com]

After an extremely brief google search, I think your Grandma is inquiring as to the Bill and/or Ted-ness of J based on her viewings of the failed cartoon show, which featured Macon, GA, Indians, and pancakes in what was pretty much the same episode, since they're basically just scrambled versions of each other.

So either she's crazy, or she's really on to something.

[featherynscale.livejournal.com]

Hrm. Grandma, a secret Bill and Ted fan. If true, that would be much, much weirder than simple dementia.