in which mr. john is left speechless
Kerry and I got together shortly before Adaptation started shooting. We shared a comfortable, if not microscopic, flat in Boston. It was perfect.
The phone rings.
Me: “What?” (as I was apt to answer the phone at the time)
Father: “John! John! You will never guess what happened!” My father gushed.
Me: “Hi Dad”
Father: “You won’t believe it!
Me: “Are you OK? (there was a short pause)
Father: “You won’t believe it!”
Father: “YOU WERE AN ANSWER ON JEOPARDY!!!”
Me: Oh. Neat! (another pause)
Me: Well, Pop did you get the question right? (an uncomfortably long pause)
Father: Umm . . .
Such is my life. I had no idea how to respond to that except say “I love you Pop,” hang up and bust out laughing.