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May 17, 2004
Frozen like a time slushie
I thought my dad has always been a bit silly about chronemics. I dreaded his 'just a minute' talks with boring rednecks when I was a child, as they stretched to about six hours. He would find me asleep in the pickup truck, battery dead from six hours of radio use. He can calculate unit cost for thousands of yards of concrete, but my sisters and I have been frozen at the age of 18. He can mentally tell you the balance of any of his bank accounts, but he seems incapable of ever being anywhere on time.
I thought the melding of the parental genes had resulted in a successful elimination of that trait. Considering I got all the bad heart issues, the baldness, the weird conservative bent from dad's side; the shortness, the baldness, and the near-sightedness (surgically corrected) from mom's side, I feel I should have been granted a few genetic reprieves.
I catch myself doing the same thing as my dad, on occasion. Take the electric bill. I remember paying $100 for electricity during the height of the furnace summers of Phoenix, and every time I see a utility bill above that value, I get freaked out. Roommate Charlie has pointed out that our bill for $117 is fine, but I only see excessive use. My nieces are becoming beautiful women, but they are still frozen at the ages of ten and eight in my head. I think I'll go fetal when they graduate from high school.
Maybe I want to freeze certain things in time, maybe time seems to be passing too quickly. Maybe I can't picture these things changing, because I feel like I am the same person from these time frames. The pictures tell a different story, but I still feel like the insecure kid making his first break out of adolescence.
Posted by G at May 17, 2004 11:45 PM
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