Laffs of Old

I blogged the following in March of 2004. Background: Me and wife and teenage sons lived in the house we built. She was drinking too much Miller but no one knew what to do about it. She acknowledged it at times but was adamant that she be allowed to solve it herself. I was not inspired to disrespect her wishes with some sort of aggressive intervention so we existed as such families do.

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Dinnertime, and Star Trek IV was on the tube, so we watched it. Never mind that we have the DVD and could watch it without commercials and with a much clearer picture if we wanted to. It was something to watch, so we did.

When it came out in '86 my not-yet-wife got me so drunk all I could remember the next day was a bunch of splashing and shouting. Had no idea where my Giants cap had gone, and somebody's flashlight was in my pocket.

Anyway, there's this great commercial these days. A family is at dinner and the daughter has brought over her new beer. She and her dad have issues; everything they say sparks an argument. He doesn’t know why she had to change beers. He and her old beer got along fine. They yell at each other, the mother tries to smooth it over with second helpings, the son makes some innocuous comment. It’s hilarious.

I said, "Another dysfunctional family brought to you by Miller Genuine Draft.” I can be funny too.

Mama stared at me long and hard.

That was funniest of all! But I kept my cool. Why spoil the moment?