I love Father’s Day. It certainly has its perks for me. It’s the one day when I’m lauded for my many contributions to the life of Jakob, or something like that. So how do I want to spend Father’s Day?
I want to go to church.
I want to eat lunch quickly.
I want to get home and take a nap.
I want to keep my pajamas on after I wake up from my nap.
I want to eat again.
I want to do as close to nothing productive as possible.
I want to be Garfield for Father’s Day. Somebody better warn my dog not to stand too close to any ledges.