I ... don't know what to do with that.
Aug. 17th, 2009 05:27 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
My dad asked me yesterday, "What's that thing you do to all the time?"
I blinked for a second. "Uh, what thing?"
"You know, that thing in Atlanta?"
It dawned on me. "Oh, you mean Dragoncon. I haven't been to that in a few years, actually. Too broke."
"Ah."
A long pause, before I added, "Uh, why do you ask?"
My dad shrugged. "No reason. Your cousin just wanted to know."
He wouldn't tell me why, and now I'm curious. Because my cousin and her husband are pretty much the last people I could imagine at Dragoncon. My mom, too. Now my dad and my brother would have a field day at Dragoncon, but my cousin, not so much. It's just a weird thing for her to want to know.
I blinked for a second. "Uh, what thing?"
"You know, that thing in Atlanta?"
It dawned on me. "Oh, you mean Dragoncon. I haven't been to that in a few years, actually. Too broke."
"Ah."
A long pause, before I added, "Uh, why do you ask?"
My dad shrugged. "No reason. Your cousin just wanted to know."
He wouldn't tell me why, and now I'm curious. Because my cousin and her husband are pretty much the last people I could imagine at Dragoncon. My mom, too. Now my dad and my brother would have a field day at Dragoncon, but my cousin, not so much. It's just a weird thing for her to want to know.
no subject
Date: 2009-08-18 07:11 pm (UTC)And I'm wondering if it's that the cousin had heard from someone else geekish who was going and wondered if that was the same thing you do.