My dad has been through a lot this year.
Are you kinda new to my blog? If you are I hope you have no problem with profanity. Also, this past March, my dad was diagnosed with Gliobastoma Mutliforme (aka, very-terminal-shitty-ass-cancer) and had a 6 cm tumor removed from his left perennial lobe.
He completed six weeks of chemo and radiation at the end of May and just had an MRI to see if there is any new growth. Fortunately, the scan didn’t show a new growth and the doctors were pleased. This does not mean he is cured by any means. In fact, this cancer has no cure. Most people die within a year, 2% live over two years.
But this was a great boost of confidence for him because the chemo and radiation was beyond brutal. Now, he will undergo a vaccine clinical trial and hopefully, will also help buy me some more time to be with him.
And in the spirit of Father’s Day, I thought I’d totally rip off “Stuff White People Like” and present to you: Stuff My Dad Likes.
Truth be told, my dad is very picky and doesn’t “like” things so easily. Buying him gifts is impossible. But the wonderful thing about my dad is that he appreciates fine company and maybe a hug is enough for him.
So without further ado, stuff my dad likes:
This is how my dad and I used to spend “quality” time. I guess he likes the idea of buying tires and fancy french cheeses at the same time. Being a Jew, the fact that it’s a bargain doesn’t hurt. Yes, he lives alone (my mom died when I was 13), and he’ll buy pounds of fresh fish and produce. And yes, it will go bad so in the end, he’s not so frugal after all. But above all, I think he like being a “member” and not just any member, he’s that “executive” member with that black card. This is totally meaningless to everyone else, but I guess it makes him feel superior.
That right dad, members only….
I’m not talking about movies like Pulp Fiction that are considered “old” by the tweens of today. I’m talking about movies that the tweens probably think came from the stone age. My dad has seen almost every movie made from the 1930’s-1960’s. And he wasn’t even born until 1949 (sorry dad, I gave away your age). He made me appreciate classic movies and I grew up watching Charlie Chaplin (who’s still sort of my idol behind Julia Child).
The Adventure of TinTin
Since my dad is Belgian, he thinks anything Belgian is cool (he passed that way of thinking down to me, kind of). And nothing pisses him off more than to hear about someone confuses Tin Tin’s origins being French (this also applies to people “french fries” and anything else Belgian that people think is French). Anyhow, he loves Tin Tin because it was very popular when he was a kid and most of all, Tin Tin lived my dad’s dream if traveling to all these different places. My dad loves traveling (again, passed that gene down to me) and even used to be a pilot. And on that note….
If it has wings and doesn’t have blood, my dad likes it (so yea, no birds, flying dinosaurs, dragons, or tinker bell). He got his bachelors in aeronautical engineering. He flew planes until I was born because it’s very dangerous to fly those little planes. The last thing he wanted was for my mom to get knocked up , stuck with a psycho kid that I was, and deal with that kid alone. Anyhow, he used to tell me exactly how the plane was going to take off and land whenever we would fly together. He’s also one of those weird people who claps when the plane lands. He’s mainly clapping for the pilot and for the fact that I didn’t get air sick. This is one of the few moments in my life when I pretend I don’t know him.
There you have it.
I’m pissed that my dad probably won’t be at my wedding. He probably won’t see my kin (if by some miracle my eggs find a sperm that belongs to a man who isn’t allergic to me and patience in me for anyone under 18). But I’m thankful to have him at this moment and that I’ve had him for as long as I did. I couldn’t ask for a better dad.
He raised me well I think. Although my profanity comes from my mom…so don’t blame him for that, fuckturds.
What did/does your dad like? I pray he at least claps when they airplane lands….