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Obi Wan Kenoblerone
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Random ADHD he/him dipshit
You're a good egg, Eric. Thank you for being there.
December 16, 2025 at 6:49 AM
I miss my dad a lot
December 16, 2025 at 6:45 AM
You're not the first person to tell me that. Maybe I should
December 16, 2025 at 6:40 AM
He got Jimmy Carl Black so wrecked that he went white and played the entire set in 4/4, even though most of the tracks were way more complicated than that
December 16, 2025 at 6:40 AM
Since I'm telling stories about my dad, one time The Grandmothers came to play in our town, with original members of the Mothers Of Invention playing for them, and it was the only time I ever saw my dad starstruck. He then went on to get Jimmy Carl Black so shitfaced he could barely play
December 16, 2025 at 6:36 AM
I think he would have liked them, but they just passed him by
December 16, 2025 at 6:32 AM
My dad was a huge Zappa fan, so when I got into Zappa I think he was like "Ah! A chip of the old block!" but then I'd play him Mr Bungle or something and he'd be like "Hmm...I dunno..."
December 16, 2025 at 6:29 AM
I completely understand that. My dad kind of resented me getting into music that he didn't know. He was really pissed when I got into Appetite For Destruction when I was about nine, but then I busted him jamming out to it when he thought I wasn't around , doing air guitar and everything
December 16, 2025 at 6:25 AM
Our dad, who was a big influence on us, had no time for hip hop, but then my brother would play me Public Enemy and De La Soul and the Beastie Boys and it blew my mind wide open, and it felt kind of rebellious cos our dad hated it.
December 16, 2025 at 6:17 AM
I remember buying him It Takes A Nation Of Millions for Christmas when I was a kid, and he returned the favour by going "Have you heard Doolittle?"
December 16, 2025 at 6:10 AM
My older brother introduced me to hip hop and I taught him how to play guitar by getting him into Nirvana and Faith No More and stuff when I was about 13, so we were always kind of evenly matched. I miss those days.
December 16, 2025 at 6:09 AM
Yup, that sounds familiar
December 16, 2025 at 5:59 AM
My older brother was a big cultural influence on me, was it the same with you?
December 16, 2025 at 5:58 AM
Cos I'm the younger brother, and I can't help but feel that that informed our relationship in a bunch of different ways, it would have been completely different if I was the older brother
December 16, 2025 at 5:55 AM
Was he your older or younger brother?
December 16, 2025 at 5:54 AM
Sorry for your loss. I can't imagine how rough it is. Like, my brother is kind of a dick, but I still can't imagine a world without him around
December 16, 2025 at 5:49 AM
Reposted by Obi Wan Kenoblerone
it's time to praise the black stars
in sickly skies of white
we're sailing to carcosa
with the yellow king tonight
December 16, 2025 at 4:48 AM
Maybe she resented her name, Deefa. As in Deefa Dog. D for dog. This anecdote tells you a lot about my dad's sense of humour.
December 16, 2025 at 5:32 AM
What was funny is that when it happened, my dad knew to stifle his laughter, and when his girlfriend laughed he said Oh she won't like that, and lo and behold the dog acted like Joan Collins for the entire weekend
December 16, 2025 at 5:29 AM
*years
December 16, 2025 at 5:22 AM
entire weekend. Like, any time my dad's girlfriend went to give her skritches after that she would haughtily turn her head away and stalk off.
December 16, 2025 at 5:21 AM
She was a charming animal, and really smart. She couldn't bear to be laughed at. When we went camping my dad would put water in a frisbee for her to drink, and once she stood on the edge of the frisbee and flipped water into her face. My dad's girlfriend laughed, and the dog blanked her for the -
December 16, 2025 at 5:19 AM
Like she was protective of him, and jealous that we were so close. Eventually my mum got a dog, who loved me, and my dad's dog, after maybe 12 yes, was like "Well if Milo likes him maybe he's not so bad", and would finally come to me for skritches and affection.
December 16, 2025 at 5:16 AM
My dad's dog had clearly been through a lot - for the first six weeks he had her, she hid under the kitchen table and wouldn't approach anybody. Also she was passing twigs and bits of black rubbish bags, so she'd clearly been mistreated. But she used to get most aggro when I hugged my dad.
December 16, 2025 at 5:13 AM