want fries with that?

Unemployment isn't actually as bad as I thought. I mean, yeah I'm stuck at home most of the time cleaning and painting, but I also get to go hang out with my sister and dad for lunch some days. I always learn something new about my dad, who can be quite mysterious at times and it usually takes having new people over for dinner for him to spill a new story from his childhood. Although this isn't exactly as thrilling as his fear of bridges, but this week I learned it is absolutely necessary to open seven ketchup packages at one time to thoroughly enjoy a meal. Good ole Rog.