Tonight I Was Chatting With My Daughter
Posted on | February 26, 2010 | 24 Comments
I’ve been neglecting Facebook lately — Twitter is my new cool thing — but I logged on to see the uproar I’d caused at Lisa Graas’s Facebook page. (Long story.) Anyway, so my 20-year-old daughter Kennedy pops up on Facebook chat to tell me that she heard the Montgomery Gentry song “One in Every Crowd” and it reminded her of me:
Uh, I think she meant that as a compliment. But honestly? Yeah. You should have seen the reaction in CPAC Bloggers Lounge when I showed up for the Glenn Beck speech with two cold Coronas — and finished them both before the speech ended.
Of course, I’d been getting jacked up on coffee all day, so the two Coronas were just balance. Sometimes I worry that other people who aren’t blessed with my cast-iron constitution might try to imitate the party-guy act and spiral out of control. But I don’t worry too much. There are enough worry-warts in the world without me helping them worry.
Worrying is bad for you. I tried to explain that to my daughter last summer after I showed up to see her new apartment and greeted her by lighting off fireworks in the parking lot. I was gone before the police arrived. Why worry?
Fortunately, Kennedy inherited her mother’s genetic predisposition toward responsibility. She’s a straight-A student who is studying to be a teacher, and I’ve told her exactly what she needs to do in her career: Start a private accelerated-education school for gifted children. Naturally, she thinks this is crazy-talk, but my experience is that the most brilliant schemes always sound crazy at first.
Rattling the tip jar all the way to Pasadena? Crazy.
A Republican winning Ted Kennedy’s Senate seat? Crazy.
Sending Da Tech Guy to CPAC? Crazy.
Here’s another crazy idea: My daughter getting engaged to the most popular boy in school, captain of the soccer team.
America is too great a country to limit yourself to small dreams. And somebody needs to hit the tip jar, because the wedding’s in July and they’re expecting me to pay for it.
Yeah, there’s one in every crowd. And it’s usually me.
UPDATE: Obama thinks the Falklands belong to Argentina? Oh, we’ll see about that! (Daughter’s fiance is Argentine. When she was 12 years old, I took her to hear a Margaret Thatcher speech, which may have inspired Kennedy’s own imperial conquest. Rule Britannia! Britannia rule the waves!)


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