Twenty Things About TARcon
I also get some quality time with Mama Mycoskie and Doctor Teeth. They're very nice, and very good sports, and they actually provide me and Blake with something to talk about after "little shit." "My gosh, how cute is your dad?" I say admiringly. "They're both such great people," he says with a grin. He really does dig them -- it's not a show. Mama Mycoskie actually comes back over to me after she has walked away, just to reassure me that there is nothing untoward going on between her children. Now, I've had some awkward conversations in my life, but the one where a lady comes over to tell you her kids aren't involved in an incestuous affair? Yeah, that one will rattle you. "I -- oh, I know that," I assure her, looking past her to a very amused Sars, now following this from a few feet behind Mama M. "I -- I was as good as I could be about it, you know...until the shoulder rub..." She nods and chuckles good-naturedly. "I know, I know," she says. I look at Sars again, and now she's shooting me the eye-popping "wow, that looks like fun" look. You remember that episode of Friends where Chandler wanted out of that baby conversation with Monica so badly, and all of a sudden, he just said, "Oh, my God! This parachute is a knapsack!"? Yeah, I am at about at that point.