via the Gmail chat box.
me: HI DAD
me: THE COMPUTER IS TALKING TO YOU
me: ISN’T THAT FRIGHTENING
(47 minutes later)
Dad: what is this?
me: It is an instant messenger, Dad.
me: And you just logged off of Gmail, so you can no longer receive my messages.
(11 minutes later)
Dad: are you ok/ the fact that you are instant messaging is that a crisis?
(I just discovered I have tag called “dear don’t blog that your father reads this” and I have no recollection of creating it. It’s never been used before. I guess Mom must have been involved.)