Like Father, Like . . . I'd like to see Tony try to wring a laugh out of that. My father can't see well enough to read. But somehow, incredibly, he can maneuver in total darkness like one of those cave-dwelling fish.
Nobody is up.
Conan O'Brien is asleep. My father is the only person in the whole world who's up. And of course the first thing he does is turn the radio on loud enough to liquefy every Miracle Ear in the condo. The roofers are coming. I happened to know that roofers don't usually show up in the same geologic epoch as the day they promised, much less when it's still high noon in Okinawa.