- Me: At this age, I’m already over the hill.
- Mom: Really? But you’re so young.
- Me: Yes. I’m in my most fertile years. I should already be having kids by now.
- Alex: Twenty is about the right age.
- Mom: So human fertility doesn’t look like t-distribution.
- Dad: No. It’s more like chi-squared.
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- Byrnes: You just randomly flipped to only being on Yahoo.
- Me: Wireless. But I think it’s the encryption really. The network was free for a while, and everything was fine. Then Dad put encryption back on.
- Byrnes: Well turn the damn encryption off! Seriously. Who’s gonna steal your wifi?!
- Me: The deer. In the backyard.
- Byrnes: They have 802.11n?
- Me: Dad: Gotta encrypt. Or someone’s gonna steal our bandwidth. Alex: Sure. If they’re sitting in a car in our driveway.
- Byrnes: Seriously. They’d have to be within 100 feet of the BASE STATION.
- Me: What’s within 100 ft? TREES. Those damn trees. They’re out to get us.
- Byrnes: The bloody deciduous. Those bastards.
- Me: And the conifers! They’re green YEAR ROUND.
- Byrnes: With their piney pine pines! They PINE FOR YOUR WIFI.
- Mom: Alex wants to go to graduate school for neuropsychology but he doesn’t know where to apply yet.
- Me: Once he figures out what about neuro that he likes, it’ll be easier to narrow down the choices. Cognitive, ev-bio, comparative ..
- Mom: I’ve noticed that you two have very similar interests.
- Me: We are your kids.
- Dad: That’s right! You and Alex are related!
- Dad: So is it “get out of my face” or “get off my face”?
- Me: It’s “get out of my face”. “Get off my face” means something very different.
- Dad: Wow. That’s so confusing. It’s an American thing, right?
- Me: Yes, Dad. Totally is.
Byrnes sent flowers last Friday, after a very teary talk, but I haven’t been able to enjoy them until today because I was either at work or in Boston. While I was gone, my father had been tending the flowers for me. I have great men in my life.


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