This morning, I noticed I had a missed call from Dad around 8:40 AM. Since he usually only calls me that early if it is something of great importance, I quickly called him back.
The conversation that followed could only best be described as “random.”
*RING RING*
Dad picks up:
Dad: One-Eyed Willy.
Me: …Excuse me?
Dad: The pirate from Goonies.
Me: Yes, One-Eyed Willy, you got it.
Dad: That’s all I needed know.
Me: …Why?
Dad: I was trying to think of it and I couldn’t and it was driving me nuts. So I called you, but right after I did, I remembered.
Me: Glad I could…help?
Dad: Thanks, have a good day, son–and May the Force Be With You. *CLICK*
Those who know my dad, will confirm that a conversation like this is not that surprising. Random, yes. But not surprising. His whole attitude since crossing 50 a few years ago has been “I’m over 50, now I’m eccentric and I’ll do whatever I want.”
Why he was thinking of The Goonies, let alone pirates, at 8:40 on a Monday morning, I may never know.
The other funny part of this is that I was enthusiastically quoting The Goonies Friday night while playing Bang! with friends. I was sticking to some of my favorite Mouth, Data and Chunk lines, and the always classic “Slick Shoes?! Are you crazy?!“
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I know why he asked you that… I think… Anyways, he was trying to help me find names for my band, and he recommended “3 Goonies and One-Eyed Willie”
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