In Black & White
There’s something about my previous illicit entry that has my right cheek quivering from time to time and my mind swirling frantically to grasp onto something, anything that I could write about to get it moved out of front and center spotlight. Pretty daisies and random words should sway my reputation back to the near innocent column…right?
The record should be duly noted that both parents read recorded D-rated entry and I, Rebecca Anne Garlock, blood daughter to Dan and Anna, remain unscathed and alive to write another day. Thank Gawd.
Would it be bad to admit that since I’ve invited the famdamily here, it sorta feels like open season? I think my reluctance in writing about them in the past (unless it was really warm and fuzzy) was based on this simple philosophy: Don’t write anything about anyone that has the authority to cut you out of a will or potential inheritance behind their back. In other terms, don’t write about specific people and one shall keep thy ass out of hot water!
But now that the screeching cat (me) is out of the bag, game on. I have the official, sealed with a kiss permission card!! (or was it probation?) Either way, I am all systems go and my family has always been a magnet for strange and unusual situations, so my writing bag of topics has just quadrupled with potential and opportunity.
Now, on the topic of records and at the risk of bringing more illicit thought into this entry, I do feel inclined to add one thing to my prior story. I do this because after my Father read the story below, he let me know I forgot the most important and most mortifing piece of the Flesh Gorden story from his perspective.
Father Dan said, “Rebecca, aside from losing my money, which hurt to the core, the worst part in hindsight was actually when I paid for the movie. You see, back then seatbelts weren’t a big deal, so you kids did as you pleased in the back seat. You two had the back windows rolled down and when I was paying for the movie, both of you were hanging out the window, side by side, grinning and just as happy as can be to see a movie. When I was pulling away defeated, all I could think about was the people in the booth that took my money. They must have been wondering what kind of perverted parents we were that took little kids to see a porno!”
Two things. One, Father Dan still swears on his life the newspaper said FLASH Gorden, not Flesh.
Secondly, I still think the game of Whack’ A Kid was the best part of that night. I know I had fun.
I don’t know which part is funnier, but they are definitely laugh worthy!
~K
Man… I miss the drive in. The one here never showed any pornos. If they had, I probably wouldn’t have waited until 18 to get my license.
Proud as we can be..
Damn cat is out and I can only hope they can love the writings of the Rebecca Garlock.
I do…….
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hee hee! That is funny! Our drive in closed last year and we miss it too. I loved bringing the kids in their pj’s!
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My father would have been totally mortified as well. That part, yes, an important part of the story. I am married to a man that would swear, 20 years later that it was in fact Flash and not Flesh—gotta love that.
Can’t wait for the topic explosion to slowly unfold.
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Look, another commonality between the Watchmen story and the Flesh Gordon story: in both cases, Mr. and Mrs. Rebecca’s Parents were more concerned about what other people thought of them than anything else. There’s the world for ya!
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Hmmm
Let us not forget I’m simply writing about experiences. Taking specific pieces and parts and sharing them. Do I know better then most that words can form impressions and lack of words can influence judgement? Sure do.
Both situations were mistakes. I assure it wasn’t funny at the time. Concern for children was most certainly there and I didn’t write about those aspects. With any situation, hindsight can find humor in mistakes.
That is all.
I can not wait to hear what stories you tell next.
I agree. The whack a kid part was the best. Your Dad’s was a close second though.
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I think it’s refreshing to realize that parents are human, too! You just couldn’t make this stuff up
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i think it’s great that your family can be involved now. i can’t wait for all the fun stories, seriously, i am already anticipating them.
thank you for being you.
xo
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I didn’t even think about the booth people when you wrote about that before, how horrible (and funny now) that must have been.
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